MISSING SURPRISES

Thanks for listening to Geraldo's, uh, I mean Dutch's "Camping Exposé" yesterday. I still don't see what's so awful about spending time in the great outdoors, but Dutch has made it very clear that he's never setting paw in the wilderness ever again. Unless there's an RV (??) involved.

Whatever.

I was so excited about our trip to Tahoe that it took me two whole days to notice a shopping bag with my name on it sitting in our livingroom. Can you believe my human forgot to give me half my birthday presents?? Forgetting a tent is one thing, but forgetting to give me a bag full of potentially edible birthday gifts? That's borderline unforgivable.

Especially when the bag of potentially edible treats is from Pugnacious (my new favorite non-wilderness place in the whole entire world) and has a package of dried salmon skins in it. HOLY COWPIES are these things TASTY. You have no idea. Really, you don't.

My human says the skins are the stinkiest thing she's ever smelled in her whole entire life, but that's probably what makes them taste so good. I already have stinky breath, so it's not like adding a little more stink is going to hurt anyone. Right?

There were other, less stinky, things in the bag too: a giant black hoof, some bullypenis, and Himalayan Yak milk chews (thanks BellaT for bringing the tastiness of Yak into my life!). I was hoping the green-lipped mussels from my human's mysterious Seattle trip would be in the bag too, but no such luck.

I wonder if the missing mussels means there are more surprises that Miss Gimpy Brain forgot about. Google says it's bad manners to ask someone to give you a surprise, so I'm not sure how to get my human to remember. Does anyone have experience retrieving missing surprises??