Christmas Cookie

Florida vacation came to and end and before I knew it I was back on the plane headed for Alaska. For the two weeks I was gone I got a phone call everyday from Josh about the puppies. Stella wouldn't go up stairs or eat she just sat at the end of the stairs waiting for me to come home. Kingston on the other hand threw up for two weeks straight and also decided to chew up a pair of jeans and shoes. So you could say the dogs were "acting out".

So when I flew back to Alaska Friday I only expected the dogs to be acting a little strange, and didn't even think twice about stella's new mood. She would just sit and stare at the coffee table or she'd be laying down by it or she'd be flopped over the love seat by it. It wasn't until this morning when we came down stairs together that I knew what was up. Stella was fine running around and eating her breakfast...so I decided to sit down on the couch, and I walked over to the coffee table and lit a Yankee Candle called christmas cookie...and like clock work from across the room stella came over and sat by the candle. SO it dawned on me, Stella had been begging this WHOLE time.

...But came you blame the little

girl, sometimes I forget that its a candle and I go look for the fresh baked cookies...