Little O’s Journal – Finding Faith, Holding Onto Hope, and Living With Love

Christmastime is one of my favorite times. My mom puts up a bunch of pretty decorations. I especially like the stuffed ones. They’re just like my toys – lots of fun to play with.

And my parents put a tree up inside the house – just like the ones outside. I love the tree, even though I’m not allowed to treat it like the trees that are outside. I like looking at all of its twinkling lights.

There are boxes wrapped in pretty paper underneath the tree and several of them are for me. After they sit there awhile, we’ll get to open them. It’s so fun to rip away the paper and see what’s underneath. I always get new toys and tasty treats!

There’s also lots of food – ham, potatoes, veggies, and bread. I hang around under the table and catch all the stuff that falls. Sometimes, people hand me stuff too 🙂 My sister, Minnie, hangs under there with me too. (My dad’s parents adopted her the same time I was adopted.)

It such a great time of year, and I wish everyone the best!!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

-From Little O

P.S. Don’t forget to enter my mom’s giveaway for Queen of Hearts, an “Alice in Wonderland coloring book, and a set of colored pencils. It runs until Thursday. To enter go here!

My mother spends a lot of time on this machine, so I’ve been begging her to let me help. It’s so fun to push these little buttons with my paws, and skate across the finger pad. I like pushing my nose up to the screen, and watching the letters appear out of nothing. It’s like magic! Oh, but I’m getting sidetracked.

Guess what? My mom finally agreed to let me help her. She said I could post about once a month on whatever topic I want. Isn’t that great?

Well, first things first, I should introduce myself.

My name’s Oreo, sometimes I go by Little O. I am a black and white pomchi. (That’s a Pomeranian and chihuahua mix, for those who might not know.) I am about five years old, though I’m not really sure when my birthday is. Before my mom and dad rescued me I lived in the wild, so I don’t know when I was born. We celebrate my birthday on the day I was rescued, September 11th.

My main job is protecting our house. There are lots of gigantic, evil cats lurking about that I have to scare away. And sometimes, there’s stranger danger – strange people come and pound on the door. But not to worry, they soon run away from my ferocious bark. And on occasion, another dog wanders off of his property and onto mine. Then I have him to remind him to stay off, because it belongs to me.

I guess that pretty much covers the introduction, so that’s all for now. I’ll be back next month with some more exciting observations from my life!

Until then,

Little O