I can’t believe it’s been a year all ready. And once a gain good old St. Nick has shown his true colors by not bringing us anything. I guess the true meaning of Christmas has nothing to do with Santa Clause and presents. Though, it would sure be nice to get presents sometimes. At least, I’ve got my daddy, mommy, and Aunts, to cook a wonderful Christmas dinner for us. My Tummy tells me that food is much better than gifts even though gifts seem to last longer.
To be honest the really important thing for me is family of which I’ve got a lot. Most of my family came over this year though since my brother Ben and his family have moved into their own apartment I’ve missed having my little cousins running around here. I had hoped to see them but no such luck.
One BIG problem with Christmas in Las Vegas is there is no snow. The only snowmen are made of plastic. At least with I don’t need to worry about snowballs. We do have a fireplace it’s just not cold enough to use the thing.
All that said I had a great day playing with my cousins, eating good food, and cuddling with my daddy.