Here's another reason to hope Christmas comes soon: deer ear weight. Yeah. As if the humiliation of wearing deer ears in public isn't enough, the stupid things also make me fat.
Ok, maybe not fat. But fatter than I am without them. And fatter than I was a few weeks ago. And definitely fatter than 25lbs. Y'know, that magic number that says it's ok to buy me treats. Yeah. Almost half a pound fatter than that.
Luckily, my human said we can ignore today's weigh in. 1) because of the ears 2) because I was on a new scale and 3) because it's almost Christmas. Sooooo happy about all this. It would completely suck if I just wore deer ears for the entire month of December and got nothing to eat for it on Christmas morning.
So even though I'm over the weight limit for new snacks, my stocking will be full in less than 36 hours. Woo. Hoo. It is just me, or is everyone else here counting down the minutes to stocking time??