A Christmas Story

A Christmas Story

Hi, my name is Dallas and I have a very special family of humans. Last Christmas Mom did something really special with me and she said that she thought you might like to hear about it. First though (since this is the first time they have actually LET me use the puter) I want to tell you something about me. I’m 5 now and have always been much smarter than my humans. They think they have trained me, but I just like to make them happy so sometimes I do what they want. The thing that makes me happiest is when I can make them laugh. When they first brought me to live here, they laughed a lot at me but sometimes I have to work harder at it now.

Over the past five years my Mom and Dad have done a lot of things with me. The first place they took me was to a place where there were a bunch of other puppies. I thought it was play time but they started to try to teach me stuff too. I tried some of the tricks that my Mom told me about, but they didn’t work on my humans. They made me behave and if I did behave they gave me these tasty treats. Then at the end of trying to teach me things, me and the rest of the puppies got to play together. That is when I found out about this breed thing. I thought all puppies were white but they aren’t. Besides that, they come in all sizes—did you already know that?

Anyway that was my introduction to the training and what my new Mom and Dad had in mind for me. Even though I learned all the things they wanted me to, I knew how to fool them to. Sometimes, I would do everything they told me to do for a couple of times, but then I got bored and decided it would be more fun to do something else. They would tell me to sit still, well, did they really think I was going to do that repeatedly? It was much more fun to play with the other dogs, and to see the folks that were there watching. They took me to what they called classes in, I think they were called, confirmation and bedience. Me and my friends got to see each other about once a week and some of them stayed small and others got really big.

Anyway, after a few months, the decided to take me to what they called a dog show. This was the first of many and I learned to really like them. I’m a champion, whatever that means and I still go to shows sometimes, but not as often. Mom say bedience isn’t nearly as much fun as confirmation, cause I make fun of her. She says everyone laughs at us but I thought that was good. I guess Mom doesn’t think it’s good.

So, that is who I am and what I have done so far. Last year, my human Grandma lived with us for a little while. I love Grandma ‘cause she will sit and pet me and play with me forever. She also sneaks me snacks when she can. One day Grandma left with Mom and she didn’t come back. I was really sad. Mom and Dad tried to splain but I just couldn’t figure out what they meant. Then last at Christmas last year, Mom took me for a ride and we stopped at this place and Mom let me go in with her. I was real surprised because it wasn’t the Vet or Pet Smart. Before we went in Mom told me that I had to be specially gentle with the humans I was about to meet. The were all older and some of them rode around in moving chairs or had rolling carts. She said they could fall over easy so I couldn’t push or jump. We went in and there were lots of people there and they all wanted to see me and pet me. Some of them had little treats (I think Mom sneaked them to them). One lady in this weird chair that rolled, called out “Oh, look at the Christmas Dog”. I immediately looked around to see the other dog, but it seems it was me she was talking about. Then all the other folks decided that, yes, I was truly a Christmas dog.

I tried to visit with all of them (for their good of course) but then Mom said we could come back but there was someone special we had to see. We walked down one hall and went in a door, and I knew Grandma was there, I could smell her. I ran over and jumped up on the bed and snuggled in with my Grandma. She felt so good and as I licked her face, she opened her eyes. Then she threw her arms around me and hugged me and loved me just like she had before. After I snuggled for a while Mom asked if we wanted to go down to the lounge with the other folks. So Grandma got up and we all went to see the others. As we got down there everyone was by the Christmas tree and someone was playing a piano while everyone else sang. I stopped and the door and sang with them and they all turned and gave me a funny look, then most of them laughed. I love it when humans laugh, it makes me feel so good and special. They invited us over to sing with them and I chimed right in. It didn’t matter that I didn’t know the words because they all seemed to be singing different words anyway. The whole time Mom and I were there Grandma kept me right by her side and the others spent lots of time petting me to. Mom soon said that all the people were getting tired and it was time to leave. She promised everyone that I would come back to see them and as we left I looked back and they were all smiling.

I have never been sure what Christmas is, but I do know that I get presents. That year I got the most special present of all, I got to see my Grandma and I made her and lots of people laugh and smile. What better present could there be?

After we left Mom said that these were all very special people. They all had some disease called Alzheimer’s Disease. It doesn’t matter to me. All I know is that I can make them laugh and smile and that makes me feel good. We have been back lots of times since last Christmas and it makes me sad that I don’t always get to see some of my friends, but I always make new friends. I would go every day if I could and make it Christmas every day for them.