Pleeeeeeeeeeease waken up! It's Christmas morning and we smelt a fat red man squeezing down the chimney.
Finally after lots of patient waiting...Hamish is allowed to take the Christmas stocking down.
Vigo is first to open one of her presents.
The kids don't know where to start....spoiled as ever.
As always there was one present that everyone wanted.
And then of course they have to help us open our presents too. But ours seem boring in comparison, except for the paper - maybe.Andrea and Lasse bought us these...hmmm...cosy? pyjamas and made me swear to put a picture on the blog to prove I'm not ashamed to be seen in them. Anyway, time for a quick breakfast before our Christmas walk.
This is the lake in the local deer park.
Having fun, getting smelly.
Time to get back for Christmas lunch perhaps...
Is it nearly ready...?
Steven prepared us a veritable feast.
Hamish is very patient but he hasn't tasted a real goose before.
Andrea is feeling stuffed already.
Time for a cuddle in front of the telly.
The quintessential Christmas Vizsla picture. Fed, walked, spoiled, played with...such joy.Vigo and Hamish went to visit some relatives who are travellers?
Yes, more food Andrea, and t.v. and a log fire...it's just too much to endure.
The best Christmas ever.
And then we went to Camber Sands.
It was so windy Hamish's ears almost blew off.
Never mind it's always safe and warm inside the cottage.
Is it morning again already? Can we do it all again???