DO YOU SMELL WHAT I SMELL?

chestnuts-roastingChestnuts roasting on an open fire.

Jack Frost nipping at your nose.

Yuletide carols being sung by a choir.

And folks going “Eeeew – what’s that smell?”

Which leads us to today’s tale – which is based on a true tale with names changed to protect the guilty.

On a snowy New Jersey Christmas Eve, chestnuts were roasting in the fire. But nobody was paying attention. Soon, the chestnuts were done.  Well done.  Too well done.

Nobody wanted to pick through charred chestnuts.  Nobody that is, except Wrinkles, who lived by the cardinal rule for dogs:  Food?  Eat it! And he wolfed down the well-done chestnuts.

The fire crackled on and Wrinkles dozed off near the hearth.wrinkles

Other family members relaxed nearby, listing to the yuletide carols, when – eeeew.

Another smell.

This time it seemed to come from Wrinkles.

He noticed it too, woke up and moved to another spot.

Eeew again.

Wrinkles moved again.

And again.

And again.

Never realizing that the smell was coming from him!

By the next day, the smell had come to pass.  And Wrinkles was ready for the Christmas turkey which he thoroughly enjoyed.

And with that – we at Mutts wish all of you a sweet holiday with or without chestnuts.2016-christmas-wreath

 

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