Monday, December 27, 2010

CHRISTMAS STUFF

Well......it's all over. My son has gone back to Tennessee. Nigel can relax now. He spent three days under the dining room table, in his crate, or in a corner of my room. He is, for reasons we honestly do not comprehend, terrified of my son.
Llewis was better, Cooper barked a lot. Conley.....oh well Conley....anyone with hands who can give a belly rub or scratch an ear is bound to be a permanent friend. This really confused all the houndage.
Llewis and Nigel could not BELIEVE that Conley was sucking up--  oh well ok, being friendly with-- my son, Christopher. Cooper was not sure why Conley wasn't barking. Conley, for his part, was not sure why everyone was hiding, barking or running away. "This man," he seemed to be saying, "is DANGEROUS??"

I know Christmas is over because I don't want anymore turkey. The Hounds, of course, are more than happy to help get rid of it.

Meanwhile the vicious, not-to-be-trusted son makes an attempt to chew the throat of an obviously terrified Conley.Conley also enjoyed showing everyone on Christmas day how he could walk on his hind legs across the whole living room, all for the the promise of a biscuit.
Fortunately, my son's attempt to Vampire-ize Conley was foiled by Conley attempting to lick my son to death.


Here is Poor Conley, struggling to escape from the unwelcome attentions of Christopher, while the others crouched in the background, waiting with bated breath the outcome of this tussle.


Luckily, Conley prevailed. Offering his belly for rubs seems to have appeased the Terrible One. Giving in to a moment of pre-Christmas Holiday Spirit, Christopher rubbed a belly. He has since been admitted to the Conley Hall of Human Fame and Friendship.

I still have no clue why the others are so nervous when Christopher is here. God knows, WE like him well enough!!

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