Attempting to harness the cuteness

Csaba reporting from the Walters Pack:

For Christmas, Santa brought my brother Bugsy and I each a little something called a "harness." All I know is that it's a contraption that goes around our bodies and Dad and Mom tell us that we look good, so it must be all right. Give me a little credit; I'm only 10 weeks old and I'm still learning what things are.

When Mom put on my harness, it felt strange at first, but then I got used to it. Okay, okay, okay...the truth is that I was in the middle of a nap when she put it on and I didn't even realize it. We like to sleep. A lot.



My brother, Bugsy, had some "issues" with his harness. When they finally got it on him after a brief struggle, he became quite embarrassed, even after they told him how good he looked and how blue was his color. First, he buried his teeny black head in the crook of our mom's neck and then he climbed up into the couch (where he was headed, we still don't know) and fell asleep. Did I mention that we like to sleep a lot?



Mom and Dad took advantage of our time of slumber to get in a few photos, which I'm sure will embarrass us for years to come.







While I was waking up from my peaceful nap, I heard Mom tell Dad, "Just wait until we put leashes on them; that'll really excite them."

Our first Christmas

Csaba here...This Christmas was our very first one. We weren't sure what to expect, so imagine our surprise when a box arrived and Mom and Dad said it was for us, from Uncle Tony and Aunt Renee, two of our mom and dad's best friends. Here they are at the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, NC, where our mom and dad got married this past October:



Uncle Tony and Aunt Renee haven't met us yet, but they were excited about us being adopted into the Walters Pack and wanted to send us presents. We got puppy treats from them. We like Uncle Tony and Aunt Renee!

Below are some photos of us opening our presents:

I discovered the box first. Here I am reading to see who it's from.



Cardboard -- yum! And it feels good on puppy teeth that are starting to come in.



Little did we know that the box was not actually the present; there were goodies inside. Two-for-one score!


My rogue tongue often finds its way out of my mouth. [And cardboard doesn't exactly retain its tantalizing flavor after a few bites.]



I smell something yummy in this package...note how I am beginning to grow into my Buddha belly.



Bugsy came over to help me unwrap it. Puppy treats. We just discovered what puppy treats are last week so we know we like them!



Whew! Opening presents can wear a pug out. Merry Christmas, everybody!