A note from the dog.

Hi guys,

Hudson here; here to give you a glimpse into my FAVORITE moment of the holidays this year.  Now, I want you to understand when I first tried to think of my favorite moment in the last couple of weeks, I had intense internal battle between the day I got a TON of leftover brisket (thanks, tyflo) and when I got to crash Christmas day over at Pepper and Bailey's.

But I just looked over at the edge of my bed and got chills thinking of my fave moment. And that's right. I'm a dog that uses words like "fave". What are you going to do about it?  Ok, back to that moment:

 

I was casually lounging in the glorious sunshine....

When, what's this?

I got a package??

From Chicago?

From my fave aunt Christine??

Does that tag say CHEWISH TREAT?

 

 No, guys, seriously.  What is that?

 

Oh my goodness, it looks like a bagel.

And it looks DELICIOUS!

 Does it have a squeaker?

OH MY GOD. GIVE IT TO ME!!!!

Rawrdsfafph. Oh, sorry.  My mouth is full.

 

so. much. excitement.

thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you.

thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you.