#FurkidFriday: A Very #Rodent And #Puppy #SantaPaws Time 2019

Hi everyone. This is Lilie the Westie.

Santa Paws came!

I didn't see him again. Not even with my little Cavapoo brother, Logan, helping me watch and listen for him. It's a bit odd really, since Logan doesn't usually miss when things are going on. Neither do I most of the time, but Logan's even quicker to notice noises than me, so you'd think he'd have heard Santa Paws coming. But no. That guy is super sneaky!

At first I thought it was odd that he came to us when some of my friends were still saying about him coming in a few days, but Mummy explained it's because we celebrated when it was the Winter Solstice, and most people wait until Christmas, which is a few days later. She says she spoke with Santa Paws, and he agreed to come with someone called the "Yule Elf" in time for us to have our presents on the Winter Solstice, instead of waiting until Christmas Eve.

Apparently, though it's not always for the Winter Solstice, Santa Paws often shows up on different days for people who celebrate differently. I suppose that helps with getting to all the homes on time, if he can sort a few before December 24th. Saves a bit of time on Christmas Eve. Not sure how Mummy manages to get to see and chat with him and I don't though. I never saw that Yule Elf guy either. Or are Santa Paws and the Yule Elf the same person? I'm not sure... Mummy might have said he was coming as the Yule Elf rather than with, but I stopped listening after, "Santa Paws is coming." Mummy says it doesn't matter, so I'll just stick with saying Santa Paws came, and you can figure out the rest of how it all works. Or ask Mummy, since she seems to know.

Anyway, I guess even Logan was good enough to be on the nice list. Either that, or Santa Paws gave him stuff as a favour to me. Whatever the case, Santa Paws put some yummy treats and balls in our stockings. Here's me and Logan checking out what he brought us, with some help from Mummy, especially for Logan, since my little brother was confused about what was going on.


Yes, there were balls, just like we asked Santa Paws to remember we liked. Among the treats in our stockings were two of the kind of balls I love best, and some of those little balls that Logan loves best, so we were both super happy about that.

There were other presents too. Here we are unwrapping what turned out to be cuddly squeaky toys of Santa's legs stuck out of a chimney. At least, I'm opening them. Logan's not really sure what to do, even when Mummy tries to help. Watch the video, and you'll see what I mean.






Mummy assured me Santa Paws definitely didn't really get stuck like that, and they were just fun toys. I'm glad, because it would have been scary for him to be stuck upside down in a chimney like he is with our toys. I know I wouldn't like it. Mummy must have been right, because I know my doggy friends who celebrate Christmas instead of the Winter Solstice - like Nana's dog, Izabel - got presents, and he wouldn't have been able to deliver those if he was stuck in a chimney for real.

Anyway, we got these great candy cane rawhides too...


You'll have to excuse the chaos of the puppy pads. We got a bit excited and things went everywhere. Also, as you can see, Logan's still a bit confused about what's going on. He got the hang of things afterwards though, and carried his candy cane around most of the next few days after the confusion of Santa Paws time was over. Even took it to bed with him, which Mummy and Daddy say they wouldn't have minded quite so much if Logan didn't consider the big bed they sleep in to be his bed. Not sure what they're complaining about personally. They could sleep on the sofa if they minded that much, but they let him do it, so it's their problem. Daddy says Mummy's a push-over. Mummy says, "But look how happy he is." I know what it means when she says that. It means Logan can go right ahead and do it, and they won't stop him, no matter how many times they might complain about rawhide in the bed.

Anyway, Mummy and Daddy's complaints aside, the squeaky things in cages got stuff from Santa Paws too. They had sticks and sweeties of some kind in their stockings, which they seemed happy about, and these gnawing toys:


Here's my chinchilla sister, Mollie, right after Mummy and Daddy gave her hers:


The Joshua did get to have his too. It turned out to be lucky Santa Paws came with the Yule Elf, or he'd have missed him, since the Joshua squeak went away right after the Winter Solstice. I don't know why, but we miss him.

If that wasn't enough, two sleeps after Santa Paws came, we went to Oscars, and there was turkey. We even got to bring some home, so we had turkey for dinner a couple of extra days, which we thought was great!

So, that was Santa Paws time. We loved it! Hope you enjoyed hearing about it and seeing the photos and video.

Lots of licks,
Lilie