Lyra’s Christmas in the city

Hi, Lyra here! I’ve just come back from a holiday in the city. It was totally different from home – busy and noisy, and we stayed in rooms that were all upstairs. There were new toys, new stuff to chew and new furniture to play with. I had loads of energy after being cooped up in the car, and it was all so new and exciting I was bouncing off the walls!

We went to my human’s brother’s house for Christmas dinner. There was a Christmas tree with lots of interesting dangly stuff on it, and TURKEY! I met two other dogs, a big woolly one called Max…

….and a little woolly one called Benny.

Benny fell in love with me on sight (doesn’t everyone?). He was younger than me – still a puppy really – so at first I played hard to get, but in the end I let him be my boyfriend.

I tried to steal the turkey, but the humans stopped me. It was agony watching them stuff their faces, we were afraid it would all be gone before we could get a sniff of it, but luckily there was enough left over for us dogs to have our own turkey dinner afterwards.

There was so much good food around over the holidays, it was driving me mad! I couldn’t reach most of it, even with my telescopic neck, because the humans pushed me away whenever I got near it. I eventually managed to steal a cake, but my human got it out of my mouth before I could swallow it. She went crazy because there were raisins in it and she was afraid I might have swallowed one. Her phone had told her that a dog can die just from eating one raisin*. What a fuss about nothing. Anyone would have thought there were explosives in that cake the way she went on.

Apparently, most Christmas cakes and puddings have dried fruit in them. Why is there so much Christmas food that dogs can’t eat?

Walks in the city were a bit weird. I’m used to zooming around in wide open spaces, but I had to spend a lot of time on the lead, walking on pavements next to a road where big noisy cars whizzed by and splashed me (it rained a lot while we were away). Luckily, there was a field behind the big church where I could run about.

I met another whippet there, called Wilbur. He was well fit, with a cool brindle coat, and we had an awesome time chasing a ball.

I loved our holiday in the city, but I don’t think I’d like to live there all the time. It’s good to get back to the country and its wide open spaces.

Happy New Year, everyone!

*Note from Lyra’s human: It’s actually not advisable to let dogs eat raisins, currants or sultanas as they can cause kidney failure. Don’t listen to your dog if she tries to tell you they’re harmless.

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11 Responses to Lyra’s Christmas in the city

  1. Happy New Year to you and Annabelle sweet Lyra 💖 It sounds like you had a lovely time in the city and we are so glad you didn’t eat any raisins 🙏 xxx

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  2. Lovely post, Annabelle xxx I wish it was possible to let my two run about in the fields, but I’d lose them. They’re hunters and they don’t pay a blind bit of attention when I call them.

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  3. Newbloggycat says:

    Hello Lyra. What a lovely Christmas you had in the city! I love reading your funny stories. You’re hilarious. Love the pics too. Happy new year to you and Anabelle! 💕🌈🤗


  4. Thank you! A very happy New Year to you too! ❤ 🙂 xx


  5. Janet Elizabeth Stanton says:

    Lyra, your very first holibob! It looked such fun. Glad you enjyed meeting and playing with your cousin, though I think your older cousin thought you’d been eating energy beans, not raisins!

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