Mommy insisted on opening the package for me (she doesn't trust me with scissors).
I am checking out the goodies in the bag. Anything for me?
Woo-hoo! I think I found something nice and sweet and smells yummy!
Look at my jackpot! Genuine New Hampshire maple syrup, a delicious-smelling Cinnabon candle, and a truly phat (that's slang for excellent and cool for those without teens in the house) leash. I must say that Willow, Belle, and Turbo were able to teach their parents good taste!
So, Mommy asked to "borrow" the candle (she LOVES candles), and I loaned the maple syrup to Daddy for his pancakes. I told them that I expected the items back . . .
Here I am trying on that leash . . . I look quite fierce in it, no?