We woke Sunday morning to some of the worst natural destruction our area has seen. Not only did the ice down hydro lines, but also a vast number of trees. Portions of our street were impassible due to trees having fallen across them. With all the falling ice we were as careful as possible whenever we would let Rilley out, but for some reason he thought it would be a grand idea to sit beneath our maple tree and look up!
Nonetheless, Christmas Day is here and in true Rilley-style, he brings some merriment to the day. (Whether he intends to be entertaining or not.) You see, Elizabeth bought him a nice big bone as a gift. Immediately upon unwrapping this magnificent piece of chewable goodness, he grabbed it in his mouth and headed for the back door. Now, if I were a dog I would resist the innate desire to bury it and at least give it a chew or two first...but no, this is Rilley after all...
...this bone must be buried and it must be buried NOW!
Okay then Rilley...out you go!
As you can see, the aforementioned ice storm foiled his plan. The video above was actually his third attempt at finding a place to bury his new bone.
Darn frozen earth!
After criss-crossing the backyard numerous times, he finally realized that this was a fruitless endeavour and brought his bone back in, settled down in the hall and began to chew away.
|Nom, nom, nom.|
Now, with the turkey cooking in the oven, and a lull in the activity, Rilley has decided to take a nap from all the morning's excitement.
|Zzzzzzzz...dreaming of turkey.|
So from our family to yours we wish you a
and a very Happy New Year!