Thanksgiving update

When last we spoke, there was a turkey thawing in the bathtub. Here's what has transpired since. After the turkey thawed, Michael and Beth made some brine. The brine needed to be cooled...so they stole some of my ice. Can anyone say convective heat transfer?Then in went the turkey...along with a bunch more ice.Then the turkey was covered and spent the night in the garage.Thanksgiving morning was cooking time! The turkey was outfitted with a thermometer and some aluminum foil. I think the aluminum foil was used to keep the aliens away. Michael kept a close eye on the roasting process.And I took a nap on my chair.
Then it was time to make the stuffing! I helped by cleaning up anything that fell on the floor.And Michael kept an eye on the stuffing while it was cooking.After a long day of cooking, we were ready to feast. I, of course, ate dog food. But Michael and Beth enjoyed some green bean casserole, sweet potatoes with streusel, the stuffing, the turkey, and some pumpkin pie.

Thanksgiving eve

Well, it appears that preparations have begun for the Thanksgiving feast at the casa. My first clue? The appearance of these oddly shaped things on the counter:And then there was something odd happening in the bathtub....
Here's a closer look:
That's right. A 17.2 pound turkey. In a 5-gallon bucket. Weighted down by a gallon of tea. In a bathtub. If that doesn't say holiday spirit, I don't know what does.

All worn out

Queen of the castle

Now this is living. Just me, a chair and a half, and the remote. Every day should be this good.

Pedicure time

Emily was nice enough to trim my nails the other day. Have I mentioned how much I hate getting my nails trimmed? It was a team effort...Kevin held me, Emily trimmed me, and Michael distracted me with a Kong full of peanut butter.
It took a long time to get all that peanut butter out of the Kong. But I'm nothing if not persistent.

Pumping iron

I did a little weightlifting this evening. For a warm-up, I started with the 10-pound dumbbell. I pushed itI pulled itand I tried to gnaw on it.Then I moved on to the real weights. The 55-pound dumbbell was a little harder to maneuver.

All I want for Christmas...

Dear Santa,

How are you? I am fine. I am writing to inform you that I have been a very good puppy this year. As such, I would like a little sister for Christmas. I already have one picked out. Her name is Kata and she is adorable. I could teach her lots of things. Like how to chew up her bed. And how to chew up her toys. And how to eat ice cubes from the freezer. Please, Santa, please?

Yours doggedly,
Avery the Bulldog

P.S. To clarify, Kata is already "reserved" and not by Michael and Beth. So it looks like my wish for a little sister will be unfilled this year. That is, unless Santa reserved her for me....

Whew...what a weekend

We had a visitor at the casa this weekend. His name is Brian and he was a lot of fun to play with; we spent a lot of time tugging with my new green ring. Suffice it to say, I'm pretty worn out.

Happy Halloween!!!

I don't know if my Halloween was a trick...or a treat. I spent a portion of the evening in my crate and the doorbell rang a lot. And, to add insult to injury, Michael and Beth dressed me as a...well, I'm not sure what. As a dog in a Purdue shirt? Where's the creativity? Where's the planning? If you ask me, it almost seems like they waited until the last minute and then bought whatever was left at Walmart. The shirt was an XL. I think I may have required an XXXL....
As for the treat, a new chew toy! A new blue elephant. He was delicious.He got trapped under the ottoman for part of the evening.
And then later I amputated (and ingested) his trunk.

Popcorn for the puppy

I haven't been that impressed with the food I find laying on the kitchen floor. Bits of chopped up onion? Nah. A lone Cheerio or two? No thank you. But popcorn? Now there's a floor snack I can get excited about.