Late late Christmas pictures

Puppies ran amok when we visited Alan's aunt's house - nine fur children including our three. Rascal especially loved Coco Chanel, a maltipoo (I think) who got a pretty party dress for Christmas.

Drink break! (I LOVE that bed!)

After lots of playing neither one had enough energy to go around the couch, so they gnawed on each other through an opening in the furniture.

I forget this one's name, but it was teeny tiny and Kritter didn't know if it was a dog or a toy.

Alan's cousin Lauren with Peekaboo, my MIL Terri with the toy/dog, and Rascal and Coco on the floor.

I think this one is Lexi the Maltese.

Alan's aunt got one of those things that hold you upside down and stretches out your spine. Everybody played with it, and Kritter took that opportunity to give everyone kisses. I couldn't stay in it very long - all the blood went to my head and made my eyes hurt.

Kyle and Kritter

Alan's momma covered in puppy.

Sleepy babies. We played "Scene It" boys against girls. I'm pretty proud of myself because I totally carried our team, and I haven't even seen most of the movies in that game. I grew up on musicals and movies made pre-1960's.

Rascal is such a good pup - he lets you hold him any way you want and he's just fine with it.

Boo-boo buried in couch pillows.

At Alan's parent's house:

Rocky the boxer (see him behind the glass door) is about 14. He and Kritter had a bad experience once, so we keep them separate. He probably thought Peekaboo was a gerbil or groundhog.

Hazel boxer loved Peekaboo. Hazel used to treats all puppies like toys - poking them to find their squeaker. She didn't squeak Peekaboo, just followed her every move.

That's Daisy, Kyle's bulldog, on the left.

I love the obvious size differences in this pic.

Again, sizes - Daisy is a large lady with a big personality!

They stared at each other under this chair for a long time.

Hazel moves so fast - she flipped Rascal over to lick him and them realized she'd let Peekaboo walk off without her.

I wonder if Samson and Rascal recognize each other by smell from when they were both at their breeder's house.

We took pictures to give to the grandparents and this one for my parents. We took several, and this is my best face. I worked for about an hour in Photoshop to put Alan's best face over his in this picture, but then the program quit and I lost all my work. So my parents will just have to look at Alan's second best face.

This was his best.

Alan loves to get reactions from me - he lives for it actually. I forget what he said here, but he deserved to be hit for it. But when I hit, I popped my finger on his watch and it HURT! See how delighted he is - bad husband!

Hazel really wanted to be in the picture, but then she wouldn't look at the camera.

Rascal likes Peekaboo's ring too.

Peekaboo looks so cute here. There's a cartoon character that looks like this, but I don't know where I've seen it.