Saturday, December 29, 2007

Christmas Eve!

Twas the night before Christmas and all was calm
'cept for a boy and his dog and...

...a chicken flavored nylabone?

I was peacefully chewing on my chicken bone when suddenly my chicken nylabone was gone! I looked around to find it sitting inside the mouth of my 18-year-old Uncle! I don't mind sharing, but come on-my Uncle is going to put his teenager germs on my nylabone and I don't want any part of getting the "crazies"-yeah, you know what I mean. Just look at every other 18-year-old boy you know. Their favorite word is "poop."

So, I looked up and there he was with my nylabone sitting in between his teeth. I incredulously look up at him: Seriously? Seriously?! Dumbfounded, all I could do was sit there and watch.

He bent his head down towards me and nudged me with the bone. Naturally, I grabbed hold of it with my teeth. I'll teach this boy not to chew on my nylabone. So, I chewed on one end and he...chewed on the other end? Hmm...that idea gave me a thought.

Next thing I know it turns into a game. He stands up and pulls it out of my mouth. I wanted my bone back so I jumped up and tried to grab it out of his mouth. This started a tug-of-war game with an end of the chicken flavored nylabone in my mouth and one end in his.

Shortly after this game of tug-of-war began, I noticed that my Uncle wasn't really chewing on my nylabone, it was just sitting in between his teeth.

He started pulling back and I started pulling back even harder until it hit me. I can really teach this boy a lesson.

I pulled back really hard and let go of the nylabone which caused it to fall inside my Uncle's mouth giving him a full taste of chicken and plastic and dog germs!

He promptly spat the bone out and I picked it up, carried it to my bed and resumed chewing my bone. The things I have to go through...

My Uncle and I have a good relationship so we toy with each other like that with no hard feelings.

Later that evening he read me the story of the true meaning of Christmas while I sat and listened to him.

And, on Christmas Day, he massaged my back and head with a back massager while I sat still and thought....I totally have him wrapped around my dew claws. Sucker!


Billy said...

Dear little Oscar,

Aren't you a little cutie pie!

Those pictures are great! If anyone were to take my bone, look out, they would be toast haha!

We will visit your blog again and often. We have been kind of on hiatus for a bit but hoping to get back to blogging soon.

BIG hugs and love from Billy Boo:)

Frances Louise said...

You do have your Uncle wrapped around you little paw . . . and deservedly so!

I would wash your Nylabone with soap and water after that tug-of-war with your uncle . . . your are absolutely right -- those 18 yr-olds tend to be a bit, ah, unjudicious, as to what comes out of their mouths . . .

The Devil Dog said...

Good job, Oscar. Always good to have the humans wrapped around our paws. I think letting go of the bone and making it go in his mouth is very funny, and deserving.
Believe it or not, mom bought my coat at Petco a few years ago. Because I have only one layer of fur, I get colder than Lucky, so she wanted me to be warm outside on these cold winter nights.


Weeny&Daisy said...

Hehe! Your uncle looks like a lot of fun! We think you are adorable and love reading your blog, so we added you to our list of friends, k?

Love Weeny and Daisy xx xx

Goodboy Norman Featherstone said...

Oh my. Your Uncle is a strange guy. I bet you have fun with him though!

♥PugPosse♥ said...

What a great Uncle to have around! you sure know how to have a good time!

Clover said...

Hi Oscar!
Happy new year! Looks like you had a very fun Christmas time!
I loved reading your letter to santa too - you like socks and dryer sheets as much as I do?!
Love Clover xo