My husband and I had about a bazillion things to do this weekend, including all of our Christmas shopping for our friends and family and a couple of dinners with friends and family, and I needed to bake a dozen dozen cookies (calling it a gross of cookies just seems unappetizing) for various holiday functions this week.
And yet, we carved out a couple of hours to take all four pets– yeah, all four– to PetSmart to get their photos taken with Santa. This was the last weekend that Star City Greyhound Adoptions was running the Santa show at the Valley View retailer, so we didn’t want to miss out.
Let’s just say everyone made it back alive.
I stuffed Thai into his Christmas sweater and Santa hat and he was ready to roll. See how happy he was just before I tucked him into his carrier?
No, really, that’s his happy face. Really.
We piled our pack of pooches in the SUV, I held Thai in his carrier in my lap and off we went. In the process of unloading in the parking lot, we dropped all three leashes at least once (recovered quickly!) I slung the cat over my shoulder like a travel bag and we all marched into the store. Stormy was SO EXCITED being at PetSmart that his feet were moving faster than a greyhound at the racetrack. He could not get traction on the slick retail floor, so all four feet went out from under him– he ended up swimming his way to the back of the store where St. Nick was waiting.
You’re welcome, PetSmart, for the free mopping my dog’s belly gave your floor.
Once we arrived, however, Stormy decided he DID NOT LIKE Santa. No amount of coaxing was getting him anywhere near the Jolly Old Elf. I will scan the photos and post them later this week, but Stormy’s is taken about three feet from the dude in the red suit.
After everyone’s photo was taken, paid for (all proceeds go to the rescue group) and everyone was loaded back into the SUV, my husband and I decided we needed a celebratory drink and drove to the Starbucks’ drive-thru. After being disappointed that a shot of rum wasn’t an option for our lattes, we pulled to the window, looked at each other and smiled. We did it! Success! No one died and we got great photos! We both leaned in for a kiss.
That’s when Melissa stuck her head in between us and we both ended up giving her a nice peck in each cheek.
Best Santa photo trip EVER.
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