Hanukkah Hangover - by Lee

Are those latkes for me?

Last night was the first night of Haunkkah and our people's Hanukkah party.  They spent the day cooking and cleaning and putting my toys away. I didn't love that.

I was very excited when some of my favourite people came. My Aunt C and Dustin and Auntie K and Uncle Chris and Darlene and some new people I didn't know. I had to bark a lot at those new people.

Everyone but me seemed to have a good time. Phody loved most of the people because they loved him more then they loved me and he got to play fetch for like 3 hours. Everyone took turns throwing the ball and saying how good he was and how great and totally ignoring me. He wasn't perfectly behaved, he ate part of Aunt C's napkin off her lap that had brisket on it. Everyone thought that was cute. If that had been me I would have gotten in trouble.  Today Phody is very tired from all the playing. I on the other hand have a sulking hangover. Because while people said I was beautiful, they all clearly loved Phody more. This morning when I went to give my Aunt C kisses (she had a sleepover) and show her how excited I was to see her by jumping on the bed, she was not happy. She said she thought how Phody just stood there waiting for love was a nicer way to wake up. I think she was wrong.

So while everyone is full from too much brisket and latkes (which I didn't get any of) and tired from staying up to late (no one had too much to drink), I am just mad that it wasn't all about me. Maybe today I will get all the love and attention I deserve. So I am saying I have a Hanukkah Hangover.

Editors note: The dogs were amazingly well behaved last night. They barked when people came in, but it was short lived and they settled right down. It was amazing!