Ollie: A Dog’s Christmas 2018

Ollie doesn’t instinctively celebrate Christmas of course. For him, yesterday was just another day of routine. Wake up, go outside for a look around the garden, then back inside for a small breakfast treat, followed by another long sleep on his rug in the living room. But his routine was about to be disrupted. We had to go out, and earlier than usual too. Both of us were rushing around, in and out the bathroom, getting changed into ‘outside’ clothes. Ollie knew immediately that something was amiss. We were going somewhere, and it didn’t look like he was included.

As a distraction, he was given wrapped presents. The sight of soft toys wrapped in Christmas paper always excites him, especially when he is told that the parcel if for him. The two words “For Ollie” are two of his favourite words, and he knows exactly what they mean. As each toy is revealed, his excitement knows no bounds. He grasps the toy in his mouth, and rushes around the room with it, displaying his delight to anyone who can see it. By the time all four toys were unwrapped, he was over-excited, and running around panting, unable to choose a favourite. He got a stuffed Santa, a stuffed Snowman, and two stuffed Rudolphs, one a present sent from my cousin, in a parcel addressed to him.

But as we loaded the car, and appeared wearing outdoor coats, his playful mood changed to anxiety. I gave him an extra treat to eat while we were out, but he demolished it immediately, so he could check on what we were doing. When it became evident that we were going without him, he retreated to his bed, looking glum.

We got home four hours later, and he was delighted to see us, choosing the stuffed Santa to greet us with. He got an extra treat, and I got changed to take him for a walk over on Beetley Meadows. There were some other dog-walkers around by 2 pm, so he got to meet up with a few dogs, and sniff all his usual favourite spots. But when we got back, the sight of me getting changed once more left him pacing with a worried look. He didn’t know that we had to be at a local restaurant by 4 pm, for our Christmas meal. So once we had coats on again, he looked dejected indeed. We were only out for just over two hours, stuffing ourselves with a three-course traditional meal. When we got back, Ollie was very pleased to get his own special dinner of ham and chicken, with a dog-sausage to follow. He was even allowed a few cheese savouries and crisps, as he had been left so long that day.

By the time we were relaxing on the sofa at 7 pm, he wanted to play. He had been alone for most of the day, and had some catching up to do. So he brought all of his new toys, and played tug-of-war with them, or had them thrown for retrieving. Once an hour of this had passed, he decided we were staying home now, and he could rest. By 8 pm, he was snoring peacefully, and his Christmas Day was all but over.

He is very happy today, as it is just ‘Wednesday’ in our house. Routine returns.

47 thoughts on “Ollie: A Dog’s Christmas 2018

  1. Sounds like Ollie had a good day as well. We wrap the pups gifts also…..MoMo had her first Christmas and she usually likes to shred paper and I was prepared for a video….and the time came and she just looked at the gift a waited for me to get it started and then she still did not rip stuff up…..finally I broke down and gave her the two new toys and she was happy with me….video was a bust…aren’t dogs great source of entertainment? LO chuq

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  2. When I was a child staying with my aunt she would tell her dog ‘We’re just going to the shops’ even if we were going off to the cinema or visiting – I was never sure if it was quite right for adults to lie to their dogs when they frowned upon children telling lies.

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    1. Funny that, TS, as we say exactly that to Ollie, even when we are actually going to the shops. He has come to understand what it means, and immediately lays on his bed when he hears it said. It’s true that lying is not to be encouraged, but when it calms down a pet, I consider it to be acceptable. πŸ™‚
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  3. The ups and downs of Dogday! I invited my boss also friend Brenda to dinner yesterday as she is on her own and invited Billy the deaf dog too. He was very excited to be at my house as he’s only seen me at work, and he had some ham annd some lamb, another happy soul.

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  4. Our Patterdale is fine if we go out in the evening but hates being left behind in the day time. Next door says he barks for a short while after we have gone but soon stops. His Christmas present was a squeaky donut ( picture on my blog) and we played for about twenty minutes with it. It’s great as it rolls so it is almost like a ball but the trouble was, when we had had enough he wanted to carry on and went all round the room sniffing at where it had been. I hid it in the kitchen and he sat in front of us and whined. He didn’t forget about it until he had been in the garden and had his tea ( two hours late- but then it was Christmas)
    We made up for it by taking him for a walk to the Green. It was a bit muddy but he found another dog to play with so he was happy. Now, dare I get his new toy out again?

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  5. Our cat, Bandit, had the opposite experience. We weren’t out anywhere but we had Other People coming into the house and staying for hours. She hates that and retreats to my study, which she thinks is her room. This meant she missed out on her usual play times and wanted to be chased around the house once the vistors left. Like Ollie, she’ll be pleased life is returning to normal and the usual routines.

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  6. Merry Christmas Ollie. Happy to know you are enjoying your treats. Our Oreo know when he’ll be included in the trip. He is the first one to come on board. When the car window is open, he’ll just bark and bark until you sit beside him.

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