Well, it is our first Christmas with a pup in the house in many, many years. Rosie hasn't cared anything about the tree. It is the mess that she has to keep walking around that is freaking her out. We have finally gotten most of it out of her way, though. The only thing about the tree that interested Rosie, at first, is the tree skirt. It is one that I quilted years ago and have used ever since. It is like all tree skirts, pretty, but you can't see it once the gifts are under the tree. Rosie's main attraction to the tree skirt is burying her fake bone. She has this innate need to hide these bones and walks around the house with one in her mouth and whines the distressed out whine of not knowing what to do. She will look at us and we will take the bone and hide it under a blanket or a pillow or our leg and she is perfectly fine with that. But with the tree skirt, she just goes under the tree and scratches the skirt until she finds just the right spot to put her bone.
But alas, with presents under the tree, the skirt is no longer available. This presents the next problem, and it doesn't have to do with the bone. The operative word here is 'presents'. She pretends to not be interested in them, but like most things in our house that she can reach, as soon as we are out of the room they suddenly become interesting, alluring and worthy of chewing on or shredding or at least investigating. So we have decided to become pro-active in this area. We bought a small white picket fence, you know, the kind that you stick in the ground around a flower bed. We trimmed off the part that goes in the ground and put hinges to hook them together. It actually makes a nice little decoration around our tree and Rosie seems oblivious to it. So for now, the presents are safe. I will keep you posted on any incidences that occur:)
Stay tuned for Christmas with Rosie - Part II
I love my Rosie, especially at Christmas time.