My dog Ozzy and I have been trying to savor every moment of the season. We are still in the ritualistic process of decorating the house. He's still not sure about the invasion of the Santas, but he's getting adjusted to their presence. The tree is beautifully decorated, Ozzy has been working on his letter to Santa, and we have tried to catch most of the Christmas specials on the Hallmark Channel.
Ozzy pays close attention to details others might overlook. We have to be careful what we say around him, since he tends to repeat what he hears. Recently he has heard the term "eggnog" on several occasions, and his inquiring mind can't let it go, no matter how many times I change the subject. I finally explained the harmless version to Ozzy, and it sounded so good he wants to try some. I purchased all ingredients but THE one. Unfortunately Ozzy now knows there is a more "spirited" version of eggnog, and is determined that if we are gonna drink eggnog, it's gonna be "real" eggnog.
My feeble attempts to explain the downside to this practice has proven to be futile. Ozzy is demanding the doctored version of this holiday treat. We all know what coffee does to Ozzy, imagine what effect a special recipe eggnog will have on my furry little "wild child". In fact, he believes it is only fair that he be allowed to try his "dog nog". He says it's an equal rights issue... says if those nasty felines get their catnip, he should get his dog nog.
I may need to place a distress call to the Dog Whisperer.
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