Decorating with dogs …
December 14, 2008 § 9 Comments
“Excuse me. Excuse me, Huck!”
Why am I addressing our sometimes deaf little old beagle? Because I am decorating, that is, trying to decorate, a perfect new narrow Xmas tree we just put up in the dining room for ambiance.
“A-hem. Excuse me, dear fellow, but that Christmas tree skirt on which you have parked yourself cost me a pretty penny and is for ‘looks’, not for littering it with fur from your precious little beagle-ness.”
The skirt is plush velvet, lovely stuff and lined on the its flip side in dark green silk.
Perhaps the language is too high-tone but I don’t want to yell “Move away from the tree, now!”
I try again in a very kindly tone. “Would you move? I have more lights and a long way to go on this tree.”
He winks one eye open to look at me and then pushes and rustles even farther under the narrow tree and does one of his little comfort groans to say, “Well, this will do. My bed is far better, but this will do.”
His bed, indeed! It’s just in the other room, less than 20 seconds away, already worn and welcome from several years of his jumping in and out of it, rolling in it and sleeping (of course) in it nigh on 12 hours a day. (Old beagles sleep … a lot!)
Beware the Beagle. He is constantly stalking and claiming anything he might consider bedding. And seizes it, as in Beagle Eminent Domain.
Don’t toss your Lauren sweater (he’ll choose designer label over non-label stuff every time) or favorite scarf lying about where he can pull it to the floor.
Don’t toss your Rolling Stone flannel pants on the end of the bed, or (heaven forbid) leave them on the floor near the shower.
Don’t leave your pashmina or silk scarf on the end of the couch where he can pull it to the floor.
In fact, in this house, it’s rare that anyone leaves clothes lying around – at all! We are all loathe to create yet another beagle lair and something covered in beagle hair that we might have to wear.
“Put presents under the tree,” HM said. “Then he won’t fit in under there at all.”
“But this is not the ‘present tree,” I countered.
“I know, but just a few things, even wrapped empty boxes. That should do it.” (I swear, HM is the beagle’s lawyer.)
Add it to my list this morning. Create faux packages.
It’s all about protecting the Christmas Tree Skirt.
Maybe it’s about allowing a senior beagle his heart’s content.
‘Tis the Season.