This is Fargo.
Fargo has something to say.
I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS PRESENTS WRAPPING TOYS RIBBON TOYS TOYS TOYS CHRISTMAS WRAPPING PRESENTS TOYS RIBBONS BOWS RIBBONS TOYS BOWS I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG I AM A CHRISTMAS DOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*one friendly lick of your hand*
i was invited to join the humanity for Christmas this year, which is nice, because last year i was not invited to join the humanity. last Christmas, i was at boarding. THEY PUT ME IN A CRATE but they also let me out a lot and do not you fret i did do me a frolic here and there.
it was nice to join the humanity. i learned a lot. for example: I HAVE AN UNCLE????? his name is Hudson. he is small and confusing. he, like most, is a big fan of the Fargs. i also learned that it is possible to look even better than i normally look, with the simple accessory of a seasonal bandana, as illustrated above.
one thing that remains confusing to me, about Christmas, is why there are not dogs in the nativity scene. given dogs were domesticated (ha, yeah right, you try domesticating this wiggly butt [but yes please i would love that pill wrapped in a rabbit and chickpea loaf, that makes my belly feel much better]) ten times as long ago as Jesus was born, you would assume there were dogs around the inn. protecting the sheep and whatnot. giving Jesus sniffs and boops and whatnot. getting perchance a belly rub and whatnot when Joseph had not so much to do and he felt like he had asked too many times what to do so he tried to just make himself busy for a minute and wound up belly rubbing the dog. the absence of dogs in nativity scenes is quite possibly the gravest historical inaccuracy of our time. i will be taking this up with Jon Meacham.
one thing that does not confuse me in the slightest is how i feel about Christmas. i love it. it is great fun. you get to spend all day with the people, there are lots of highly interesting smells, you can steal an entire cupcake from the table and you may get caught with the whole thing still in your mouth but at least you enjoyed the momentary taste of sweet, sweet victory, even if it was simply too large to chew.
yes, friends and friendettes, Christmas rocks. quite disappointed in hindsight that i wasn’t invited last year.
Love the image of Joseph not knowing what he should do, even after asking several times…🥰 Do take it up with Jon Meacham and keep readers posted.