Ha roo, pups! It's me - Zim. We're all pretty wiped out from our visit with our Grandma and her friend Johnnie. You know how us Sibes are - got to do the meet-n-greet, put on a show, let people give us ear rubbie-dubbies, that sort of thing. Exhausting! A short but very nice visit.
Here's a photo of me from my very first Christmas here in my furever home. Mom had just put a little brass bell ornament on the tree and decided from that point forward to call it a "Zim Detection Device". I had to check it out.
That's when Mom came up with the saying, "Every time a bell rings, a Siberian is too close to the Christmas tree." A little long, but as Amber would say, "it has a certain ring to it". Ha roo roo roo!