The Cookie Hunter

Last week one of mama's friends at work gave her a pudding cup because she helped him with something. Yes, we know it's weird. But anyway, she let me have it for dessert the other night. It was chocolate. And it was very tasty.


This is me in mama's hat. She gave it to me and I wear it now. It's quite trendy and awfully warm. Mama and I go on lots of walks now at night to go and look at the Christmas lights. I finally figured out that I can cross the streets as much as I want, as long as I grab mama's hand first. So we spend a lot of time on our walks crossing back and forth across the street. Sometimes I also get to pick the direction we go. At a corner...which way? This way or that way? Ah, that way!....No, that way!...No...I think we should head back in the other direction!

I walk by myself the whole time on our walks. Long walks. Sometimes 30 minutes. Some of that time is spent walking through people's yards, checking out their decorations up close. But most of the time, I do stay on the sidewalk. Except when I suddenly need to cross the street.



This morning the three of us went over to one of mama's friends house because she wanted to take Christmas pictures of the little girl Emmeline. You may remember that I went there a few months ago. Mummy Susie had more cookies that she called biscuits and they were the waffles with caramel inside. Yum. I took bites when nobody was looking. And finally they let me have a whole one for myself but then Emmeline crawled over and took the cookie from me. Hey!













You can see her here, going for my cookie. She's like a predator stalking her prey. Watching, waiting, looking for an opportunity to POUNCE! That was a little traumatic and I was kinda glad when we left.

When we got home I took a nice nap and after I got up my Baba came to see me and play with me. Then about an hour later, my Oma & Opa showed up. They opened the door and walked right in! And so did their dog Loki. I have a hard time adjusting with them sometimes and today was no exception. My lip came out and I melted down. Baba tried to console me and then so did daddy and then I went to mama and cried on her shoulder for several minutes. I was shuddering and tearing and after a while things were OK but it was rough there for a while. Then we went out to dinner and I was really good. I got to drink milk from a straw and had fries and chicken fingers and bites of grandma's tacos.

I think Christmas is coming! I hear lots of whispering. I hope there's something good in it for me.