Post-Christmas tiredness
I don’t know about you, but Christmas wears me out. There’s so much to eat, so many visitors to say hello to, and so many new toys to play with.
Like my new super-squeaky hamburger. It’s the squeakiest one I’ve ever had, and I’ve had hours of squeaking happiness since I got it on Christmas day. Mama says it’s the last one I’m getting – probably because she’ll never be able to find one as good and squeaky as this again. But I’m willing to help her try.
Now it’s all over, I’m just sooo tired. I just wanna curl up in mama’s bed and sleep, sleep, sleep. In between walks, of course.

