Before I came to live with Steve and Hoppi, a pup named Buddy lived with them. I understand he lived to be a ripe old age (about 105 in dog years). Where I tend to spend most of my time with Steve, Buddy followed Hoppi as she was the one who had found him in the same place Steve found me.
Buddy left a red furry outfit for me to wear around this time of year. I keep hearing the word Reindog.
Whatever.
Steve puts on a red and white hat. Hoppi dresses up, too. And then we deliver little bags of treats to the neighbors. I lead the way down the street and up to each door where I sit with the bag next to me. I’m not sure what is in the little bags but it must be like human biscuits as the neighbors always smile and laugh when they look inside. I wag my tail and get ear scratches and an occasional belly rub. Nice. Of course, Steve and Hoppi just stand back and wave at their neighbors. No belly rubs for them. But they get a lot of smiles and Thank Yous!
I hope you, your neighbors, and family have a chance to share smiles. We can all use that.
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Thank you for sharing my blog with your friends. I will be taking the next few weeks off. I hope your holidays are woofable and full of biscuits. See you in 2021!
In my new book, Roxie Looks for Purpose Beyond the Biscuit, I share stories and lessons about friends, family, and fun. And I speak about purpose as well. (Steve says for dogs we might just want to call it “furpose.” He makes words up, I think.) Perhaps the book holds a biscuit or two for you!
WOOF!
Roxie Moves Beyond the Biscuit 