Bunny here at the keyboard to share an adventure Morgan and I had earlier this week.
You might remember that Küster had a big weekend of training that took up all of Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Well, it was half of Sunday, but Dad was so exhausted that the other half of Sunday involved him sleeping on the floor. This wouldn’t be a big deal, except that Morgan and I were waiting to have our big birthday party. We decided we wanted to be girly this time and have a day of shopping.
So, on Monday, it turns out the humans didn’t have to work. Our day of shopping was soon underway. We went to a few of our favorite places. There was a stop at the dog bakery to get cake, a toy for Morgan and some treats for me. After that, we went and did some shopping at Petsmart where Mom found a cute new Christmas collar for Morgan. We just got this year’s Christmas cards in the mail and she’s already planning for next year’s cards. We love her anyway.
After that we went to Petco where we were quite amused to see some candy cane striped poop bags. I’m not sure if they were peppermint-scented. We have a return trip planned to investigate. I wonder who’s going to put those on their Christmas list.
After all that, we still weren’t done. We decided to be really brave and face Bass Pro. Now, I have been to Bass Pro before and for me, it’s just a fun outing. However, Morgan has never been there. There are some reasons for that, but it’s a story for another blog post. She’s just really protective and sometimes her instincts take over her logic.
Going into Bass Pro was like walking into Santa’s Wonderland, though. There was a giant Christmas tree right by the door. Then they handed us treats right at the turnstile. We wandered back to look at the giant fish, and then Mom and I wandered over to Santa’s corner of the store. Mom said she’d take my picture with the jolly old elf, but unfortunately, he wasn’t in at the moment. I think Morgan was a little relieved at the news.
Even though Santa wasn’t there, I did have a chat with his reindeer. I told them not to feel bad when he puts them out to pasture and hires a team of Greyhounds to pull the sleigh. They just can’t compete with Greyhound speed. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s just how it is. Somebody has to be the fastest, and that happens to be us. I think they took it pretty well. They may not have believed me, but they’ll see soon. I didn’t say anything bad, we wouldn’t want that getting back to the big man in red, but I just gave them a little friendly heads up.
I got a few ideas for gift giving while I was there, so I will probably need someone to take me back soon. I saw some pink shoes that I think Mom ought to wear when she’s being seen out in public with me, and there were some orange things that I think Dad could use when he’s out with Küster. I also need a few minutes with Saint Nick to have a few words. I need to let him know what the rest of my pack is hoping to get under the tree this year. Maybe I’ll mention replacing those reindeer with a faster model this year, too.
I have to say that I really love this time of year. People smile more and the cold air keeps us closer together. There’s nothing like being a hound on a shopping mission, either.