Jessie: In New Hampshire where there several inches of fresh snow blanket the ground.
Back in September one of my sons adopted a puppy. It is wriggly, piddly and exasperating. It is also adorable, cheering and impossible not to love. While I have had dogs many years ago I have never had a puppy under my roof. I am both looking forward to the gift giving season and feeling a bit baffled by it too.
When I was a child my mother had a pet Pekingnese named Juanita who loved Christmas with a desperate passion. She would lie beneath the tree and snuffle the presents as soon as they started to appear. She, herself, was a Christmas present to my mother and one that was a delight to all the family. It went without saying that she would have gifts of her own to open along with the rest of us.
Juanita usually received gifts of doggy treats as she did not have much interest in toys. Sampson, my son’s puppy is a dog of wider ranging tastes. He seems enamoured of all manner of rawhide, crunchy treats, chewy treats, plastic water bottles and a stuffed alpaca named Paco. He races after balls and pounces on a stuffed toy shaped like the Millenium Falcon. He likely has more gear than he needs already.
But I can’t help but feel he needs a few things of his own under the tree. Like Juanita I am sure he will wish to be included, and rightly so. What I wonder, dear readers, is if you have any suggestions for me as to gifts a young pup would enjoy? Should I knit him a sweater? Do dogs really appreciate waterproof booties? What about those toys that you put treats into for them to wriggle out after much effort is expended? Any wisdom you can offer would be greatly appreciated!
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