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Merry Christmas! Feliz Navidad! Mele Kalikimaka!

Hey, all ewe wiener lovers! I iz back! I  tol myself, “Jazzy, ewe haf been weally bad about not updatin’ ur blog. All ewe do is stay on Facebook all da time! So whut if der are 800 million peeple on Facebook?! Maybe der are one or two who aren’t an ewe shud make sure to update ur blog for dos one or two peeps!” So, dat’s whut I’m doing. For da two peeple in da hole wide world dat aren’t on Facebook an donut follow me der, dis blog post is for ewe!

Merry Christmas from Jazzy the Amazing Wiener

On wid da show…!

It seems dat Christmas is fast approaching. For sum of us, dat’s a happy time, for oders, not so much. I wuz tellin’ Mom da oder day, “Ewe nos, Mom, der are still a lot of peeple dat donut haf jobs. An sum of dem donut haf very much money. Whut does dat meen for der wittle kids for Christmas?”

She tol me, “Well, Jazzy, it means for some folks Christmas isn’t going to be much fun. Sure, us older folks don’t care as much about gifts and stuff. But for the little kids, it’s going to be a sad time if there aren’t any presents under the tree.”

Mom wen on to tell me a story dat about my Great Grandpa. I never meeted my Great Grandpa, but frum whut I heer, he was an all right guy. Mom said, “You know, Jazzy, it’s not always about toys and presents. I remember when I was little, Grandpa told us a story. We were sitting down to Christmas dinner. The table was loaded full of food. It all smelled and looked so good, our mouths were watering! Then Grandpa said, with his voice breaking, ‘You know, I remember we were so poor, all we had for one Christmas was a ’possum that Dad went out and killed for us. And now, I look at all this food, and all of you sitting around this table, and I thank God for it. Yet I still remember that possum.’

Mom sed der wusn’t a dry eye at da table wen he tol dat story. I wuz a wittle puzzled ‘cuz I didn’t get it. So I asked her to explain.

“Whut did he meen dat he still remembered dat ’possum, Mom?” I asked her.

She sed, “Jazz, what Grandpa meant is even though he was blessed with a table overflowing with food, even though God had blessed him throughout his life and brought him from his poor beginnings, he never forgot where he came from and the ‘gift’ of that ’possum for their meal. He never forgot how blessed he was each and everyday.”

An truth be tol, afer she explained it to me, der wuzn’t a dry eye on dis wiener either!

So I asked her, “Mom, whut can we do for da little kids dat maybe aren’t gonna get any toys or maybe donut haf any food for der Christmas dinner?”

And she sed, “Jazzy, we can make a difference. There are angel trees all around the place with lists of toys and clothes and stuff kids needs. There are food pantries and homeless shelters that desperately need more volunteers this holiday season to help all those who won’t have a nice Christmas like others will. There’s a lot of ways to help, you just have to get out there and find them.”

I tol Mom, “Ewe nos whut, Mom? I tink dat is a gud idea. Maybe whut we shud do is tell people da best gift dey can EVER give anyone is the gift of themselves. The gift of giving. The gift of helping sumone who’s down on der luck. The gift of a smile. Dat donut cost a ting! Dat’s whut we shud do, Mom! Tell people to volunteer an help oders!”

Mom sed she thought dat wuz a gud idea, too. I refrained frum tellin’ her I knowed it wuz a gud idea ‘cuz I thought of it. Figgered I’d better still stay on her gud side until Christmas is over or dat piece of coal might jest end up in my stocking!

So, all ewe wiener peeps, I want ewe to make me a promise. Help someone in dis coming yeer. Volunteer!

But most of all, remember da ’possum.

Merry Christmas to all of you!

Jazzy the Amazing Wiener


It’s been awhile…

Hey all ewe wiener lovers! Merry Day After Christmas! I nos dat it’s been awhile since I’ve had a chance to blog. Mom keeps sayin’ she’s bizzy, but whut is more important dan me getting to blog, I ask ewe? Nuthin’! Nuthin’ I tells ewe!

Well, lots has happened since we last talked. Wemember how wittle Lily’s puppies were? I called dem The Squeakers ’cause all dey did was squeak!

The Squeakers

Well, dey all growed up now an haf new homes! Here’s der new pikchurs. Aren’t dey cute?

Penny, Jake and Lily

Dey gots weally gud homes, too. One of dem is living with a great family an a cat named Badger. Dat wud be Penny, da girl. Da boy, Jake, is living with a great family with two big Akitas! He has a really gud time telling da big dogs whut to do!

Before dey left, Mom taked der Christmas pikchur. Here it is…

Merry Christmas from The Squeakers

Mom sed da pikchur is going to be published in sum book. Soon as I find out, I’ll let ewe nos. I haf to admit, I miss da little boogers. Jake did gets to come back for vacation an he had a weally gud time. He remembered wight off da bat dat I’m still da wiener-in-charge, but I letted him sleep in my bed wid me anyway. Katie was happy, too. She gots to eat his hed for awhile instead of mine! Lily was thrilled! She pwayed wid her boy a lot an nearly wore herself out!

Mom taked our pikchurs for Christmas, too. Here’s our Christmas kard. I tink dat I look completely silly in my hat and I nos dat Katie looks completely silly. As for Lily, she looks kinda cute, but I do tink she let a stinker!

Merry Christmas from Jazzy, Katie, and Lily

I did tell Mom whut da captions shud be. I’m a pretty gud writer, I tink! Also, I tink for next year I’m gonna direct da photo shoot so I gets a bedder pikchur.

Did I tell ewe dat I gots my own WienerBites Facebook page? Yep, I do. So, now if ur on Facebook, ewe can become one of my fans. Mom sed since so many peeps asked for it, she wud set it up for me. I said, “Well, it’s about damn time!” She tol me dat I shudn’t cuss. An I told her she shud kiss my patootie! I tink I might get in trouble for dat one! Oh, well…when am I NOT in trouble?!

Well, dat’s about all da Christmas news. Da weather here in Oklahoma is frightful an I’m weady for it to go melt an go away ’cause it’s cold on my wittle paws. Oderwise, I’m jest waiting for 2010 to start ’cause I nos it’s gonna be a great year! Plus, my birfday is January 20, for all of those who want to remember and maybe send me card or gifts! Treats are always welcome!!!

Well, all ewe wiener lovers, I tink dat it’s time for my afternoon nap. I luvs all ewe all an hope dat ewe had a very Merry Christmas! See ewe soon!