If you think about it, Christmas has really gone to the dogs. From Black Friday up until today, it is a dog eat dog world out there as you try to get all your holiday shopping done in time. At some point you call someone a b!tch, although it will have a different meaning that its intended use. Then you spend Christmas day digging through mounds of wrapping paper to find a bone and when you find it your tail is wagging. On December 26th, you feel as sick as dog from all the Egg Nog you drank to survive the holiday with the pack of wild dogs you call family. And finally the only cure for your hangover is hair of the dog!
So I hope that you and yours have a Woofnderful Christmas!
