…Hank is!
Yes, that is a dog under the tree, not a present.
I believe he was having a complex with all of these presents being in “his” space, so he wanted to be in the middle of it all. Or he was just trying to get my attention because Ronny was gone for the night traveling and I’m not as fun as he is. Either way, he laid there long enough for me to take his picture and milk it with those big, brown puppy-dog eyes.
At least he is ready for Christmas…me? I’m getting there. I know my husband is not. :)
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