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Bingle jell pups
Posted by doggonedmysteries
A little after midnight I picked up the leash and the sleigh bell collar. Gavin danced to the front door eager to be off. Patty tried to push ahead of him but I told her she had to wait her turn as I put the collar and leash on him.
After nine years of doing this, Gavin knows our route and he strutted down the street with bells a ringing. He kept to a fast pace, no leisurely stroll for this dog he was all business. An elderly couple got out of their car and wished us a Merry Christmas.
Once we returned to the house, it was Patty’s turn to take another direction. She was as excited as Gavin had been to do her part. We stopped and hid behind a car when I saw the door across the street open at the sound of the bells. I could hear an adult telling the kids inside they’d better hurry to bed because that had to be Santa out there. Squeals of delight followed and then the door closed. Patty and I stepped out from behind the car and continued our jingle bell walk.
Once back in the house, the two dogs leapt about begging for the cookies that they’d earned giving their very special Christmas present to the neighborhood.
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The neighborhood gift cache
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Our house used to be the neighborhood depository for Christmas gifts. We didn’t have kids. We’d store all the neighborhood kids’ gifts for their parents until Christmas Eve. For years, not one child peeked and found a gift before Christmas. Is it no wonder the kids around here believed in Santa so much longer than their peers did did?
While browsing Amazon I noticed that they still make Barbie’s cheap-ass pink 3-story dream house. I remember that one well. On a Christmas (how long ago I’ll never tell) when DH and I put one together for my Goddaughter’s parents who lived two doors down from us. Yes, we even assembled the gifts for the parents AND delivered them Christmas Eve. (We also had the parents come here and wrap the gifts that they didn’t want on unwrapped display for the kids Christmas morning.)
We were very sneaky adults in this neighborhood all those years ago. Now all those kids are grown many with kids of their own. Some neighbors moved away and we are no longer the hideaway for Christmas gifts. I don’t miss assembling toys but I do miss the fun and giggles of sneaking the gifts to all the homes after the kids were asleep.
Anyway back to that Barbie house….When anything says ‘easy assembly’, beware. We spent two hours putting that blasted flimsy 3-story Barbie townhouse together. It gave us all sorts of problems. The costly cardboard and plastic house didn’t make the walk from our house to two doors away in one piece. Upon entering the neighbor’s house, the parents, DH and I had to reassemble the danged thing all over again.
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Santa’s little helpers
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Sometime around 11:00 tonight I’ll take the pups for a walk. First I’ll walk one around the block to the east of us and then I’ll walk the other to the west.
What makes these walks special? The dogs will wear sleigh bells. Any children still awake will have the thrill of hearing Santa pass by. I do this every year. In fact, I’ve done this for 36 years.
It’s a hoot because I’ve heard about ‘Santa’s Bells’ for years from parents and kids. They’ve yet to figure out where they come from. 😉
Have a Merry and a Happy everyone!
The two pups enjoyed their reindeer walk. However, of the two I think Patty was the one who enjoyed it the most. I’ve never seen her trot so happy or proud–she loves the bells. She extended the walk by a couple of blocks. Gavin had fun since he ran into a young woman who thought he was very clever to be wearing bells but he didn’t want to walk as far or as fast as his sister did.
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