Good Morning. I slept in today, same as yesterday but it’s only 1135, so it really is morning. Yesterday was Christmas Day and I didn’t do anything news worthy other than wake up and get up. Max doesn’t seem to care how late I get up. He knows he’ll get a walk eventually so he calmly waits for me to get moving.

Sometimes he’ll plant himself in front of my chair and look me in the eye with a sad look. If I don’t acknowledge him, he will whimper very quietly. I used to offer him permission to jump in my lap, but most times he’s trying to let me know he needs to go outside. It rook him a while to get me trained to I understood what he wanted. Just when I think I’ve figured it out, he changes the rules so confuse me. I’m sure I see him smiling when I get it wrong. He’s just messing with me, like a game. That’s OK. He’s still the best little dog in the world.

I did very little yesterday, Christmas Day, but that’s alright. I do not feel neglected at all. Jeff and the girls came by in the afternoon for a visit and I watched a couple of movies. Max got a couple of walks and we got to bed at a reasonable hour.

I stopped to look at my photos for something relevant and found this one. It’s being added to the “my favorite pictures of Diane”.

I didn’t check to see when I took this but it doesn’t matter. It’s you and You’re smiling. That’s relevant.

Love you.