Luckily, we got to meet Santa the other day in downtown Reno. He was willing to take a picture with Dan, Blue and I... as long as proceeds went to charity ;^)
It was a calm day at the North Pole until the Flowers family arrived. Somehow Blue freed himself from Dan's half-hazard grasp, and galloped into Santa's workshop - barely skimming quickly by a few little children, he went straight for the 3 blue haired old ladies in the corner and almost flipped them all. Running like the night after him, I almost broke my back, but I was able to save the all people from our freakishly excited, and hyper little doggie. Once Blue saw the tennis ball, all was OK again. His obsessive personality comes in handy once in a while, particularly when you want a good picture. Just hold the tennis ball next to the camera and you are assured a happy dog looking right into the lens.
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