Now that I’ve been on the cover of an actual published calendar (and not just something my mom made), I think it’s time to step up my game for 2017. Turns out, Santa agrees and brought me some wicked good gifts this Christmas. Check out my giant stuffed bone and delicious new lobsters. Who would of thought I'd be on the nice list?
I guess Santa knows how much I love exploring Boston, but at the same time, fear the idea of Boston winters. The New England weather gods have been good to me so far, but it looks like my luck is about to run out. This weekend, Boston is about to get the biggest snow of the year. AGGHHH.
Now this is my size Christmas tree
Just the thought of the temperature below 30 degrees makes me shake in my boots, not to mention … the dreaded snow. I’ve heard other dogs around Beacon Hill whispering about how it snows for days and days at a time until the snow piles high above their pointed ears. They say there’s so much snow sometimes you feel like you’ll never see the stinky cobblestone streets again.
Hey Santa, is this the biggest bone you could find?
For a Midwestern pup like me, who prefers the warmth and comfort of my own bed, the idea of a snowy Nor’easter is downright terrifying.
Whoa whoa whoa wait. How high does the snow usually get?
When it snowed back in Ohio, I tried to convince my Mom and Dad there's not really any good reason why I need to go outside. I mean, I'm pretty sure I could be quite comfortable and content staying in my cozy apartment. I heard Uber delivers food now. Maybe I'll pass the time by tweeting a few timeless insights for all the world to read. Or maybe I'll make a few more friends on Instagram. Nothing too strenuous, but I think I could come up with a pretty relaxing snow day. Unfortunately, my parents haven't bought into my winter weather plan just yet. How do I know this? Because for the last month all they can talk about is how I'll possibly manage long walks in the frigid weather. There's been talk about coats and sweaters and boots and more. Reminds me of that silly mantra they like to repeat in the coldest American cities... there's no bad weather, just bad gear. (Insert eye roll).
Believe it or not, Santa solved my winter gear dilemma.
Now you may have heard of those super trendy Canada Goose coats that are all the rage on the East Coast this year. I can barely go out to pee without seeing five people with those red and white patches on their shoulders. Some would classify these pricey coats as “Arctic Luxury Apparel”. And if it's warm enough for the Arctic Team, surely it'll be warm enough for me, right? I must admit these humans do look pretty warm. But let’s get serious, even if I had been the perfect dog this year, there is no way Santa is going to shell over that much cash for my winter coat.
But who needs a coat from Canada Goose when you can have a coat from Canada Pooch. That’s right friends… Santa found the perfect solution to my fear of winter without breaking the bank – this amazing coat from @CanadaPooch. This coat has everything a pup could ask for – waterproof on the outside, fleece lining on the inside, an easy Velcro “zipper”, and an adjustable hood.
#profileshot
And just so I can blend in with these trendy Bostonians, my coat even has it’s own red and white Canada Pooch patch – right in the middle of my bum. Take that fashionistas.
Like any kid who has received an amazing gift from Santa, I had to try this coat out immediately. There was no time to waste. So I sat in front of mom and dad with my big beady eyes begging to go out until they finally gave in and took me for a Christmas stroll around town.
We walked around Boston Commons and through the Boston Public Gardens to show all my pup friends what Santa brought me. They couldn't believe I made the nice list either! I even agreed to wear these silly red boots just to stay on Santa's good side.
I must say, I make this coat look pretty good. George Washington doesn't look too shabby either.
Here I am at Boston Public Gardens trying NOT to imagine this place covered in a blanket of cold, wet snow. #thinkwarmthoughts
All the ladies in the park were loving my coat, so I thought I'd show off my signature dance move... the Bacon shuffle.
Wait, so you're saying when it gets really really really cold, this lake turns into ice and all the crazy people like to go out and walk on the ice? I say... good luck to you sir. You can find me on dry land, sitting here in the grass where it's safe.
Well I wouldn't say I'm excited about the big snow storm this weekend, but thanks to Santa and Canada Pooch, I can confidently say I'm not SO afraid of the notorious Boston winter. But I think it's best to stay alert, just to be on the safe side. I'll be watching all the weather channels and the "Futurecasts" closely.
I've got my one eye on you Nor'easter! But seriously, feel free to not show up this year, take a breather, sit this one out. I promise no hard feelings from me!
- Bacon