Chapter 9
Life is good!
What an exciting day. I played gently with my
Christmas gifts because I didn’t want to hurt them. Tommy and Chica raced
around the bedroom shredding the wrapping paper and chasing the pieces blown by
the warm tropical wind. Servant and Driver laughed at their silly antics.
Chica batted her catnip mouse and her little foam
balls across the room, back and forth, until they got stuck under furniture.
She was only five years old, and had a lot of energy.
“Never mind, Chica, Servant said. “I’ll get them for
you later.”
Tommy discovered canned shrimp and a bag of catnip in
his stocking. The catnip made him very playful for a few minutes and then he
fell asleep. Maybe because he is fourteen years old, he gets tired faster.
Later in the morning we had breakfast, played together
in the kitchen, and then everyone including Servant and Driver had a siesta. Early in the afternoon I could
smell delicious aromas coming from the barbeque in the courtyard. Driver was
slowly roasting the turkey for our Christmas dinner. In my previous home, I
didn’t know what that smell was or where it was coming from, and it made me
drool with hunger. Now I was here, in this house, and I am going to eat some of
that delicious meat. What a lucky doggie.
After sundown the festive lights on our palm trees
created a fairyland of light and color in our yard. Beautiful music drifted
through the house, and our people sang about funny things I had never heard of;
snowmen, one-horse-sleighs, and jingle bells.
A few of Servant and Driver’s friends came over and we
ate a tasty dinner exactly like Chica had described. Turkey is amazing! It was
the best meal I had ever eaten. The humans talked, laughed, clinked their
glasses together and wished each other a Merry Christmas. ¡Feliz Navidad!
I slowly drifted off to sleep clutching my new stuffed toy. I was grateful, happy, and very sleepy. I thought about all the people and animals who had never known so much love.
Merry Christmas. ¡Feliz Navidad!
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