Many, many moons ago, sometime when I was in high school, I had a pair of boxers shorts. (Why are they called a pair? Because there are 2 leg holes? You can only really (if you’re normal) wear one at a time. Unlike socks that you wear two of.) These were christmas boxers. With cartoonish dogs of all type with a winter wonderland backdrop.
The magic thing about these boxers… there was a little pouch inside the waist line that held a little voice box. And when you pushed the button on that little voice box, christmas songs were played by the barking and howling of… dogs.
So last night/this morning after Riley’s first of 3 seizures, and me having to lock her inside to keep her from waking the neighborhood, she stood around in the living room barking.
And you know what I heard, her barking in the tune of jingle bells.
Then I remembered the boxers.