Festive Tales of a Lhasa Apso

Christmas Day

The big day has finally arrived but who ate the biscuits?

Continued from Christmas Eve

As I lay in my comfortable basket, I fell asleep but not for very long. The beautiful aroma of biscuits gently brought me out of my slumber. It was time! Then there was a sudden noise in the road outside which woke me up with a start. I looked around and listened. It didn’t seem to have woken anyone else and so I got up quietly and checked everything out. Oh No! The biscuits were no more! But who could have eaten them…

Who ate the biscuits?

Surely Santa must have come while I was sleeping? I was sure of it but strangely the glass of wine hadn’t been touched. What was I to do! Just then, I heard a bump upstairs followed by two more loud noises. Someone was coming down the stairs. Three little humans burst into the room, closely followed by dad. The children noticed that the biscuits had been eaten and were happy that Santa had been and gone.

The trail of crumbs…

Someone called out that the presents were under the Christmas tree and everyone raced off into the front room. That is, everyone except dad! He looked straight at me with an accusing look on his face. I was equal to it though, and gave him my best bewildered dog look. I think I would have got away with it too if it hadn’t been for the trail of biscuit crumbs starting on the table and leading directly to my basket. Oh dear! I must have made more than one journey. As if that wasn’t enough dad just walked over to me and brushed a large number of biscuit crumbs off my face. I must have done all this in my sleep!

Christmas culprit

While we were alone, I could see him trying to work out how I had managed to get onto the table to eat the biscuits in the first place. Well, I am not going to tell him all my secrets but I can say that I have cat friends and I’ve  become very quick at picking up new skills. Dad just shook his head and followed me into the other room. He had a quick word in mum’s ear and they both laughed. The children were too busy to notice because they were ripping the paper off their parcels. They jumped up and down with delight at every present.

Finally some presents for me…

Finally, my brother put a big pile of brightly coloured boxes in front of me. The little humans all helped to unwrap the little parcels while I barked with excitement. There were all sorts of things inside the boxes including toys and treats and a lovely new coat. When I looked around the room there seemed to be so much happiness. Everyone had presents but it seems that little children and small dogs get the most. Well, who’s complaining about that? After all the excitement, the floor was completely covered in discarded wrapping paper.

Merry Christmas

In the evening some of mum’s friends came round and we all played more games. Nobody seemed to mind my antics this time. That night when I eventually lay down in my cosy bed, I thought about this great day and how lucky I am to be able to enjoy it so much. I do hope you have a similarly wonderful Christmas and a really Happy New Year! Thank you for reading my stories and contuing to follow my journey as a Lhasa Apso puppy.

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