I have to complain. Yesterday, we got left home alone for the majority of the day. The bipeds went to church in the morning. They came home and had some lunch, then left again until well after dark. When they returned they brought with them about 8 dozen cookies. There are chocolate chip, peanut butter, sand tarts, iced sugar cookies and the kind with Hershey Kisses on them. But none of them are dog cookies. Mom, Gama, and the Little Biped spent several hours baking cookies while Dad and Pawpaw got snow equipment ready for winter and watched football. But during all this time baking cookies, they couldn't find time to make some for us. I see how we rate... Man's best friend - yeah, right!
Since none were made for us, I guess we'll have to hope Santa Paws brings us some cookies. The Little Biped should be going to visit him soon to give him her list. We'll have to see if we can sneak cookies onto the list. She can't read yet, so she won't notice. Probably should add some new bones and squeeky toys too.