Well it wasn't exactly a sleigh ride. Roxie and Angus and I were behind the doggy divider in the back of my parents' car. It is cozy back there all tricked out with cushy dog beds and lots of toys, but it was a long haul to Granny's. Twelve Hours. And the weather wasn't at all lovely. It was raining nearly all the way. Not at all like Christmas. But to grandmother's house we were going. We didn't arrive until nearly 9 PM, but Granny and Papa greeted us with Whiskey Sours and French Onion Dip!
When we woke up this morning, it was a winter wonderland all fresh and snowing and hardly a creature was stirring. Granny's dog Sadie, my daughter, put on her blue boots and red coat and we were off on a beautiful morning walk to the other side of the lake and back. By the time we got home, our faces were covered with snowballs. It was a perfect winter morning.
And in my mailbox, when we got back, was the cutest Christmas pic of my little Sherpa. It made me feel a bit verklempt, but mostly warm and fuzzy. I am quite certain that all of my pups are enjoying their first Christmas with their new families.