My big sis

So my two-legged big sister came to visit for Christmas. I like her. She's a softie and slips me food. EXCEPT that piece of cake. Man, did I want that cake!! And she just kept holding it up over her head and wouldn't let me have it. OOOOOO. I wanted it so badly. So I climbed up on her to try to get it. And our daddy got mad. He made me get down. So I went to mama and she wouldn't give me cake either. I had to settle for my usual treat. sigh.

My sister didn't bring the old guy schnauzer. Even though he liked to be in charge of my house when he visited, I'll miss him. Boy did we have fun taunting that Sheltie Scooter. She is very sad that he crossed the rainbow bridge, so I let her pet me as much as she wanted. I think it made her feel better. It would be fun if she got a girl this time. I like girls alot--especially Angel the Daschund down the street. She's my favorite.