Well...its over for another year and I think Mason enjoyed his first Christmas in his new home. After running around like mad on Saturday hunting down a roast knuckle to wrap for him, he showed absolutely no interest in unwrapping his tasty present. His squeaky santa got a little more attention but was dismissed within a few minutes.
The goose and roast potatoes was a whole different matter however and as I watched him crashed out on his back, legs splayed on the sofa, snoring like an old man, last night after a good dinner and walk I was struck by how much of a typical bloke he really is - all that was missing were the empty beer cans!
Hope you all had a great Christmas Day, I can't wait to start the New year with my new pal.
Marie x