Here's Colby chewing on a stinky old tennis ball - note his brand new toy right next to him!
And here we are after opening presents on Christmas morning!
He's a little guy, only about 5 pounds. His head fits in my mouth! And I probably won't reveal how I know that. We get along OK, but he has some Sibe rules to learn before he comes again. Oh, and he still poops in the house. Apparently pooping under the Christmas tree is not what your humans consider leaving an appropriate present.
I think I'm going to squeeze in a nap before dinner! Blog at you soon!