I Swear I've Been a Good Boy!

Well maybe not always so good. But definitely a boy!

This is Max's first Christmas with us and he is enjoying the festivities. The other day we took him to the local pet supply store to meet Santa.  I should mention that Max does very well meeting new people. He usually throws himself on the ground and rolls over to get belly rubs.  Santa was a whole other story.

When it was Max's turn we took him into the room.  He played a bit with Santa and his toys, but once Santa sat down and asked Max to sit in his lap, Max hunched close to the floor and started to cower.  Like many children, Max was afraid of the big, jolly fellow.  Santa reached out his hand in which he had some doggie treats.  Max stood right up, ate the treats, and let Santa put him on his lap.  It's nice to know that anyone can buy our dog's affection!

Max also went with us to cut down our Christmas tree.  We went to Angevine Farm again this year which is a hunt and cut farm.  We walked through the various fields looking for the perfect trees.  There were a couple Max sized trees there as well to be cut in the future.  Max decided that a couple of these young trees were nice so he decided to mark them for us for the future.  Hopefully by the time they get big enough to cut down they smell more pine tree than fire hydrant!

Max has been doing well with the Christmas tree in the house.  We did keep most the ornaments out of his eye level.  The other day he did take a glass bulb off the tree and was carrying it through the front room.  Talk about nerve wracking.  You don't want to yell or chase him to aggressively or he'll break the bulb, but you got to get it before he chomps it.  Crazy dog!  He also thinks that the tree stand's water reservoir is his personal water bowl.  He must love pine flavored water-go figure.

We're looking at making some more Christmas memories with our little pup.  We did realize early on though that no presents can go under the tree early as Max is just as bad as me.  Where I shake, rattle and roll each box, Max tends to open cardboard boxes by chomping on the corners.  Guess we'll have to wait for Santa Poochy to come on Christmas Eve to get any presents!