The puppy arrived a couple of days early, and on Christmas Eve, we had two parties. First up was lunch at my mom's house. She is still recovering, but she had a nice treat of hosting Christmas Eve lunch in her own home.
Skip's parents came over that night for Christmas Eve dinner. Unfortunately, with the chaos of Christmas Eve and the novelty of having a puppy in the house, we did not take a single photo. However, we had a wonderful time, and greatly appreciate them joining us.
Have I mentioned discovering a recipe for turkey and dressing in a crock pot? If not, it is a total holiday game changer.
And in an effort to "keep it real" on the blog, the new puppy became REALLY homesick for the North Pole later that night. She must have missed Santa and known he was in the area because she cried all night. Because Christmas Eve is not the best night for the entire family to be awakened, I took her crate to the basement and placed her crate inside my car for some sound proofing. Before you call your favorite animal protection agency, I climbed in the back with her and stayed there from about 2:30am until 6:15am when we climbed back out to start Christmas Day. We are very committed to crate training, but we want the training to be non-traumatic so I kept her company. She calmed down within 10 minute and slept soundly. Skip volunteered, but at 6'4", attempting sleep in a car (there was none to be had, however) is easier for me. More on the puppy later, but she has definitely adjusted to her new home and gotten much better.
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