Abuse! in the name of Christmas, whatever that is

Wrooo, everypuppy and kitty! I hope everyone had a good Howl-o-ween! I survived it; The Girl turned the tv up really loud, put on the white noise machine, turned on the space heater that she curses because the fan always runs, and we hid in the basement. It wasn't so bad.

You can see that I really enjoyed the dog friendly chocolate invented by Joe Stains, and delivered by Tanner and Scooter. Many of you have commented on how much the chocolate affected me; it sure did! I had a grrrrrreat time! Thanks, guys! (Hey, Joe, did anydoggy else have such a strong reaction? Just wonderin'.)

I am negotiating with The Girl about my access to my friends' bloggies. We don't seem to be making it around as much as we did at first. She says that we'll maybe get there twice a week, which I am protesting as UNFAIR. Just because she has the opposable thumbs, she thinks she's in charge.

Something else that happened last week was that I had to pose for Christmas pictures. The Girl isn't very creative, and she's pretty lazy, so she thought that the easiest thing to do would be to get some Christmas-themed material and pose me on it. For a variety of reasons, this did not work as she had planned.

First, I was NOT impressed. I'm working those Laser Eyes, but they have no effect against The Girl.

Note that the fabric has white and green (?) snowflakes on it. And I'm on the couch. Like I am in all of my indoor pics.

I don't know how she could keep going after this one:

She didn't know which fabric would work better, so she bought two patterns. I am pouting. Just look at how unhappy I am. If my lower lip would stick out like the human kids' do, that's what I'd be doing.

"Fear for your life, Girlie! I won't take this abuse forever!"

I am desperately sad, and close to giving up.

Aha! That sad look was just a diversion, to make you sad, Girlie, so I could make my escape. I'm SO leaving!

These are the best of the bunch. The Girl has been defeated! The Christmas pics are no more!