Dinner was on the menu… until the reindeer showed up.
I trotted into the living room, kibble still waiting in my bowl, and there they were — a whole herd of reindeer on Dr. Pol. Ears up, nose twitching, I froze. When they drifted off the edge of the screen, I knew what I had to do: check the next room. Back and forth I paced, from TV to bedroom, convinced the herd had escaped.
Then it happened. A massive male with giant antlers filled the screen. My paws left the ground, tail straight, chest proud — I stood tall, nose to antlers, ready for a standoff.
House rule after that: the TV stays off until my dinner’s gone.
🐾 Nose boops and tail wags,
Tucker
