It's Christmas Morning!

Merry Christmas everyone!

This morning was really exciting. I got to open that big red present I had been eying. It appeared on the hearth one day and I just knew it was for me!

This morning I got to open it. I wondered if it was a toy. I thought it might be a new ball. But when I finally got the paper open I saw that it was filled with TWO BAGS OF TREATS!

I can open it NOW?

Hmm. Why did she put all this tape on it?

What's in here?

I see the treats! Can you please go get the scissors and
open the bags?

One of the treats was bone shaped and the main ingredient was sweet potatoes. A sweet treat!

The other bag was filled with rich salty jerky. I couldn't wait until the jerky was open. I love jerky... I just love it!

After I had a treat from each bag I sat and thought.... where were the toys? Doesn't a dog deserve a new toy at Christmas?

Then I remembered, I already opened the new toy bag. I found it in the garage by the Christmas tree way before Christmas and carefully removed all the new toys. I even played with them.

Did I ruin my Christmas? No. I was happy to have the special treats.

Feliz Navidad a Todos!

Love, Cinnamon

Cinnamon's Christmas Eve

I'm writing because I'm tired of chewing on my Nylabone and not much is happening around here right now.

Here I am having a lazy Christmas Eve chewing my favorite Nylabone.

Earlier today I got to go to Home Depot to visit with some of my friends. The lady at the "returned items" counter HAD TREATS IN HER APRON! Jackpot!

I got to see Sue and another employee who LOVES ME AND PETS ME! So that was pretty much the highlight of my Christmas Eve.

Now that I am converting to Catholicism (bet you didn't know that!) I have been looking for a Christmas Eve Mass that allows animals in the church. So far no luck on that. I am sure that Pope Francis would not be pleased.

Oh you are wondering why I want to become Catholic? Haven't you heard that Pope Francis hinted that animals and people both go to the same afterlife? He said: “The holy scripture teaches us that the fullfilment of this wonderful design also affects everything around us.” Hey, I'm around people and I like people. That's why I want to believe that I can be in heaven with people... when the time comes.

But on to more Christmas Eve musings. I noticed something new on the hearth. Along with the Christmas decorations and animal carvings from my home state of New Mexico there is now A BIG RED PRESENT. I am wondering if it is for me. What do you think?

This is what I saw on the hearth. What do you think it is?
Is it for me? I sure hope so!

Love, Cinnamon

Wordless Wednesday: Merry Christmas from Cinnamon

I am blessed!

Moving trade-offs: New Park

Well today I explored the park across the street. My new neighborhood is like a park... full of trees. But in the actual public park there are lots of trees and a few smells to sniff. It isn't as big as the Burnt Bridge Creek Parkway which was the closest park to my old house. And it lacks ponds, rabbits, frogs and the like. I miss the creek, dipping my paws in the soothing water on a hot day and the expectation of finding a rabbit on the path.

Here I am in the park hoping to spy a few squirrels

Such is moving. I love my new house with the BIG BACKYARD but I had to give up the best park ever. So I have a little park to explore. It's one of those suburban city parks.

Here's the park and the SHORT trail.

What I found out today was that there were NO SQUIRRELS IN THE PARK! I figured out why. There are many squirrels in my yard just across the street. The lady who lives behind us feeds peanuts to the squirrels. So why live in a park? They just live close to their food source.

Here's a pile of branches from the last storm. It's worth a sniff or two.

Well, that's ok but know what they do with the peanuts? They litter my yard with the shells. And they bury some in my yard digging little holes. Of course when I find the whole peanuts, I dig them back up and EAT THEM!

So the park is different (that's a nice way of putting it). There are quite a few trees. There is a playground for small humans and a bench or two.

Here's the playground for small humans.

I love my new house and my yard but am only slowly adjusting to the teeny park in my neighborhood.

Thats all for a lazy Sunday afternoon.

Love, Cinnamon

Becoming an Apple Dog

Apple Dog

Some of you know that our big desktop PC's hard drive CRASHED and BURNED! It had many of my pictures and notes on it. I asked if we could send it out for data retrieval but my owner said "NO!" As of now, she says we just have to do without that costly service.

So I'm having to re-do, re-learn and WORK! I haven't been posting so much because I have to learn to use an Apple MAC. That is what she chose to replace my computer. I have spent hours trying to figure things out.

To get on the Internet I have to use Safari, not Firefox, so that got me really confused. I really didn't like the idea of going on a Safari and seeing huge wild animals. I was scared to click on it. Why can't we have a web browser like "Puppy," or "Treats," a name I'd like!

Oh well. there are things I DO like about my new Apple MAC. It doesn't have as many cords and looks pretty in my room (well, I share the den). I typed all this on the little white keyboard, see?

So that's about it for now. I'm sick of computers. I think I'll go outside and scare a few squirrels.

Love, Cinnamon, the Apple Dog

I just realized.... OMD!

There is a photo of me circulating on the Internet. In this photo, in what I was told was a simple Christmas photo, there is a picture of me, Cinnamon on MY BENCH,

Here's where my bench is now. On the front porch
with a Christmas pillow on it.

Now I hadn't seen MY BENCH since we moved. Usually the bench is in our backyard so that I can lounge on it when it is sunny or relax in the shade on it when it is hot. It is MY PLACE. I like having the bench. I can sit up high and get off the ground to relax.

So imagine my surprise when I found out where MY BENCH was! It is ON THE FRONT PORCH! I had the privilege of sitting on it for my Christmas photo. Do you remember when we had the survey to see what color MY BENCH should be painted? Well, turquoise won out and my bench was a brilliant turquoise.

I AM REALLY UPSET. MY BENCH is located where I can't even use it. I am not allowed in front by myself. The bench is under cover, presumably because it is old and needs to be protected from the elements. Well, that's what my owner says.

She is refusing to put MY BENCH back in the backyard where it should be. So now MY BENCH is a "pop of color" on an otherwise dark front porch.

Here I am relaxing on my bench before it was painted.

Well, I thought you'd all like to know.

Love, Benchless Cinnamon

Squirrel Tourism

Bratty little squirrel

I just got back from the best car tour EVER! In fact, it was so fun, I've decided to invent a new type of tourism. There is agri-tourism and even atomic tourism. This I will call SQUIRREL TOURISM, one of the best ways for a dog to tour a town!

Last night we had a big wind storm. The trees swayed and blew down lots of branches. The branches covered the streets. I imagine the squirrels were really scared last night.

So, as we did errands (again) we drove down some neighborhood streets that were covered in little Douglas fir branches. And, guess who was scampering among the branches and crossing the streets right and left? SQUIRRELS!

As we slowly drove the streets I barked at one squirrel after the next. THIS WAS FUN! I had the greatest car ride.... touring neighborhoods with storm damage and SQUIRRELS IN THE STREETS!

I think someone like Santa Fe Travelers, who take people on tours, should develop a side business. How about SQUIRREL TOURISM, Billie and Steve? Don't you think dogs would sign up for the tours? I sure would!

For the best squirrel tourism experience, sit in the front seat.

I did so much barking and looking out the windows, I got all worked up. When I got home all I wanted to do is CHASE SQUIRRELS!

I think I am over my stomach ailment. Arooooo!

Love, Cinnamon, the Squirrel Tourist