My First Christmas party

Last Friday night I went over one of Mummy & Daddy’s friends house for a Christmas party. They had a doggie named Vegas. She was fun when she wasn’t sniffing me and getting all up in my face. Daddy likes to smother me and doesn’t let me fight my battles myself. Mummy’s more understanding. She knows what it’s like to be a girl. Vegas kept eating my food for some reason. But she sure doesn’t eat like me. I just eat a couple bites and walk away but Vegas eats like it’s her last meal and someone had to take the bowl away from her! Mummy even needed to stand in front of me and veer her away while I munched. I was able to jump in and out of the window with ease while Vegas needed help. Hahahahahahah.. It’s cool being a bigger dog… hahahahahaha.. I didn’t play much.. too many people and too much going on that I wanted to see.. and Mummy kept putting that stupid leather jacket on me to show off. I wouldn’t mind except it was SOO hot! We left way too early for me;