Mine started early. I just didn't get to post about what happened because there were all these other things going on this past week. What happened was the man in the brown truck brought a box to us. Now this is not unusual and normally I don't take a lot of interest because those boxes are not for me. This one was and I wanted to open it right away. Sadly, my humans failed to get any photos of me being adorably eager to open the box because they were too busy asking each other, "How does she know it's for her?" and saying, "But she never does this. How can she tell?". What I want to know is with those weak noses humans have, how can they ever figure anything out? But even they can smell some things. Like for instance that "new car smell" which humans seem to like so much. Well, this box just reeked of new bed smell. And I love a brand new bed. It was supposed to be for today, but I just couldn't wait. Delayed gratification is not so much a canine thing.
So I had to try it out. It was nice and squooshy.
It works well for belly rubs.
It's so comfy this way and...
Wait just a minute, there...this really won't do
And it's just as comfy this way. It's just what I wanted.
But that wasn't all there was. After we were all recovered from Easter brunch there was my Gotcha celebration. With cake and more presents.
Except I don't really eat sweets and I don't do fire.
Oooh. Is that cheese cake? It is! You got cheese cake!
It's not really sweets. It's cheesecake and it's delicious!
So, if you're keeping score, that's a new bed, a pawsome assortment of chewy things and a squeaky sheep. And bacon, sausage and cheesecake all in one day. I'm feeling pretty lucky and content and, oh, yes, sleepy, right now.