I have all the fresh pine branches, beautiful red and white mini-carnations, fresh holly, floral foam and lined baskets which are able to hold fresh floral arrangements. Floral artistry has always been a passion of mine so I began the tradition of creating centerpieces for myself and family members each Christmas season. After soaking the floral foam, each floral piece took shape. The pine smelled so beautiful, smelling like Christmas all through the house. The carnations are so vibrant, beautiful and aromatic as well. I was so proud of the finished products that I couldn’t wait to deliver them. “What do you think of these, guys?” I asked my dogs. I have two little girl Chihuahuas, CeCe and Teena, and a little boy named Georgie. I didn’t really think they would answer me but sometimes I think they act as if they were human! “Let’s go to Grandma’s and give her the Christmas plant, OK?”
“Hi mom, I have a surprise for you, a pre-Christmas present from me and the kids” I said as we walked into the house. Mom just adores the dogs and seems to spoil them rotten, as most grandmas do. “Oh the centerpiece is beautiful” she said while placing it in the center of the dining table. “Hi guys” she says, “you want a cookie?” “Mom, you have got to stop spoiling these dogs, they are going to turn into roly-poly’s.” “Oh nonsense, it won’t hurt them!”
After making the trip to the “other grandma” with her arrangement, it was time to get back home plan the festive occasion. “We have lots to do, guys” I said. Yes, it was my turn to have Christmas dinner. “Let’s go home and get those baths I promised you.” Now that’s a statement that made their day! Luckily the ride home was a short one as the roads were getting slick from the freezing rain that just began. Nice holiday weather!
“Ok, who’s first for their Christmas bath?” I exclaimed. Of course, no volunteers so I had to go searching. Holidays are not complete unless the furry kids are groomed and dressed in their party best. Cece has a red velvet dress with white fur trim, Teena’s is red velvet print and Georgie has a handsome black vest with bow tie. How cute. Just as I finished the dogs I heard a very loud yelp, a sound I never want to hear. Teena fell from the top of the couch and appeared to be in great pain. My poor baby girl. Poor me. What do I do? It is Christmas. The Veterinarian is not open. I am sure she broke her little leg.
“Jen, I need you to get over here early and take over the dinner with Chris. I have to run to the emergency vet. I think Teena broke her leg.” I gave her a rundown of the turkey in the oven and what else needed to be done. I had to count on my daughters to come over and pick up where I left off. This would have to happen . . . and on the holiday. Teena is very petite, only 5 pounds, tall and slender with skinny little chicken legs.
Sure enough, the emergency vet had to set the leg and give her a little doggy cast. It was so pathetic to see, as Teena was on pain killing medication with her leg in a cast, all decked out in her pretty Christmas party dress.
Finally after about three hours I arrived back home with the little patient. All the guests were over by now, waiting on us for the Christmas dinner. Great! I was still in my housecleaning grubs! The house was so aromatic from the turkey and trimmings that my daughters took over doing in a pinch. They did a beautiful job. There were other scents of pine and cinnamon, fragrances that put all in the spirit of the season. I quickly changed into my holiday best to join my family and friends for the best Christmas dinner ever, followed by fellowship, gifts and desserts galore. Twenty pounds later, it seemed, and everyone pulled together in my absence at the Vet to make this a warm and happy Christmas.
Teena seemed to be the center of the festivities in her feeble state. She was being carried around everywhere, and some were even signing her little casts. What a lucky girl . . . in a sense. Even with the painful events of what should have been a joyous day of celebration, this holiday season of family banding and bonding together during this time of need made for a most memorable Christmas ever. And Teena, along with all the dogs, loved all the extra attention given by all. I think it may have been their best Christmas ever.