Christmas came early for one member of our family this year . . .
She just couldn't wait . . .
Our brother and sister-in-law sent a box of gifts, which we put under the tree.
Since Lady had gotten into the chocolate-covered pretzels my sister sent the other day, I gave this box a good sniff. "No food," I said to our oldest son, feeling safe to leave the box under the tree while we went out.
Uh-oh. Someone forgot that a dog's sense of smell is about 100 times more powerful than ours.
Lady recognized her favorite scent -- dried chicken strips -- and tore through the box (and her stocking!) with great vigor at exactly the right spot. She was rewarded with oodles of chicken strips and just a bit of plastic bag.
Guess who had a belly ache last night? (But is tail-wagging fine now.)
Here's hoping YOUR holidays are full of happy surprises!