Christmas is Coming...

...apparently. I don't quite understand the concept, but it appears Christmas involves lots of new chewable-looking objects (some even hung from an odd-smelling indoor tree, that doesn't appear to be an actual tree)being placed around our house, music being played and me being 'Christmas-ified' for photos to use for cards, whatever they may be.
Amy did give me a stocking though, which apparently will be filled with presents on Christmas Eve by a chappy called Father Christmas. I was horrified by the size (or lack thereof) of my stocking and repeatedly threw it at Amy in disgust. She didn't seem put off and took some Christmas photos of me anyway.

Aren't they awful!?


This one is of me refusing to hold my stocking for the photo shoot

I've had lots of fun recently

Me, being my beautiful self.




Today I had another playdate with Elvis, it was a lot of fun but he got too hot and tired very quickly. It's a pity that he doesn't have the stamina of a Saluki like me! Our mums were very cross because we attacked a lizard that fell in to the garden, apparently we're meant to respect the local wildlife (prey). I'll have to try to exercise more self control in the future (humans are such spoil sports!).

 I made another new friend recently, a Borzoi puppy named Arya who lives with one of Amy's friends. We had soooooooo much fun playing together, but even she couldn't keep up with me! There was another dog at each of her houses, Zamba at the first, and Boris at the second. For some reason, Arya enjoyed playing with the great gallumphing Boris, and I occasionally had to draw her attention back to me by nipping her on the bottom.



Don't I look scary in this one?!