real giving

Since we're getting so close to Christmas, I've been looking at my list, checking it twice each day. I must admit that I set some pretty high standards, and it's been hard to live up to them. But this is how it's going: I gave up pooping in the house and only forgot twice, but that's cause Motch hasn't figured out when she's supposed to put me outside. I've tried to give Fig my bones but she doesn't really like the kind I have (she's very picky). One of the very hardest things to do is to give up chasing Tad. I've been doing better (with the help of Massah who says to leave him alone). I'd gladly give up my tiny baby bowl from which I get to eat, but I don't know where to find a bigger one. Since I'm not doing as well as I could, I thought I'd better start making up for it. So when Fig came to see me yesterday, I decided to share my most favoritest thing with her. Look at this puppy give!