my vacation with my grandhumans!

my trip to visit the grandhumans is over. :(

not that anyone asked MY opinion or anything.

even though i'm really sad i had to leave all the treats, belly rubs, and snuggles behind, i had a really great time!

relaxing next to the tree while my human reads a boring book? that's my kind of vacation!

i spent some time in the kitchen with my grans helping her cook christmas dinner.

next year, i would like the christmas dinner menu to have a lot more bacon on it. you can NEVER have too much bacon.

i watched out the window and alerted my grandhumans of intruders in the driveway, squirrels climbing trees, and blowing snow. 

this is a very important job, obviously.

i saw santa and he told me i had been a very good pup this year... which didn't come as much of a surprise to me, of course.

me and santa? we're on a first-name basis.

i helped my gramps cook waffles in the morning. 

the secret to making delicious waffles is a side of bacon.

and i went for walks in the snow.

did you say i have something on my face?

we saw some really pretty places...

as cool as this barn looks, i think i'd rather go inside and see what kind of animals are in there instead. 

and explored the woods around my grandhumans' house.

the only complaint i have about the snow is that it makes it really hard to sniff all the good woodsy smells. 

my bff luke came to visit!

a party isn't a party unless your best friend is there with you!

we played outside in the garden for hours and hours.

if only my human didn't insist i wear this dumb outfit to keep me warm...embarrassing.

we played chase, tag, and who-can-run-around-the-garden-the-fastest.

you can't catch me, i'm the...rambo man!

he's bigger than me, but i'm really fast, so i usually won.

it's not time to come back inside yet, is it?

even though i'm pretty sure he let me win some of the times.

psst, luke, if you let me win, i will share my bacon treats with you.

luke likes to keep an eye out for me. when i'm off doing something suspicious, he keeps watch to make sure i'm ok.

time out! i'm on a mission to find out where that delicious smell is coming from. gimme oneeee second.

on christmas, luke and i endured the humiliation of being dressed up as santa's reindeer.

me: this is ridiculous, so i will give you my best defiant look. hmph.
luke: what is happening to me? i don't understand...do you really deal with this kind of stuff, rams?

but once she saw our sad faces, my human took the antlers off and said it was time for presents!

i'm practicing my pre-present opening face, which is a cross between surprised and befuddled.

my human gave me my present to open, which, even though i was excited to open it, didn't make up for dressing me up as a reindeer earlier that morning.

i want to guilt-trip you for as long as possible, so i'm trying to hid my excitement.

but i was so excited i couldn't pretend to be upset for very long. 

me: LET. GO. HUMAN! LET. ME. OPEN. IT. MYSELF!
luke: want some help, little buddy?

and even though getting gifts is nice, i'm pretty sure that tearing up wrapping paper is just as great.

luke: what is it, little buddy?
me: nom nom nom *rip* nom nom *tear* nom nom nom

luke waited patiently for me to open my gift. 

luke: yawnnn, how long is this going to take?
me: nom nom nom *rip* nom nom *tear* nom nom nom

once i finally opened my present (which was a brand new squeaky toy, in a really delicious cardboard box), i decided that i would be the designated gift-opener for the rest of the day.

from now on, all gifts must be opened by ME, kay?

later that day, we went to the neighbor's house for christmas dinner.

woah, this is like upgrading from basic cable to satellite tv with a million bazillion channels!

i spent the rest of the vacation snoozing next to the wood stove in the basement, playing in the snow, and sneaking treats from my grandhumans when my human wasn't looking.

pretty sure there's nothing better than coming inside after playing in the snow and napping next to the wood stove.

but then, it was time to leave.

but what if i don't WANT to go to the airport? what if i WANT to stay here forever?

after i said goodbye to my grandhumans at the airport, i was really, really sad.

but when will i see them again? will they come visit me soon? will i get to come back and play with them in the snow again? who's going to cook me waffles and bacon?

i pouted in my carrier for a while.

are you feeling guilty yet for making me leave my grandhumans' and go back home?...what about now?

but then i remembered that tonight i new year's eve, and my human promised to make me a non-alcoholic bacontini to celebrate!

even though i'm sad...i'm really excited to try a bacontini! everything is better with bacon, after all. 

happy new year's!

- rambo