This really doesn’t need much explanation, except for a few things:
- I did not buy the fuzzy dreidl for Frankie. It was a gift from his early days.
- He doesn’t much like it. It is too large for him. It is not squeaky. Rather, it plays a Children of the Corn creepy version of the dreidl song: Dreidl song (which you may or may not be able to hear. I’ve been having trouble embedding this 17-second mp3 file. It plays once for me, and that’s it. Can anyone else hear it? Suggest other ways to embed it other than with the new WordPress media tool?)
- Frankie is NOT getting eight gifts, as Pamela from Something Wagging This Way Comes waggishly suggested on Facebook. He’s not getting any. Aside from my feelings about gift exchanges in general, he loves his squeaky carrots and, within minutes, rejects all other toys that are not appropriately shaped and don’t have removable squeakers.
I loved Mel Freer’s post on No Dog About It about her decision not to buy new toys for Christmas, Old is the New “New.“
Has anyone else made that decision about pet gifts, for any reasons? Or is it Grinchy to even ask?
And whatever you do or don’t celebrate: Happy Holidays!