Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's house

This was the first year/time I've ever been allowed to go to Grandma & Grandpa's house for Christmas.  I wasn't really sure what to expect, but I knew I wouldn't enjoy the car ride.  My even drugged me with some meds the vet gave her, but I think it made me even more alert than before.  Lucky for mom, I'm an excellent co-pilot and even sang Christmas carols with her on the way there...

And when mom got tired, I took over the wheel for her...

We arrived at G&G's about 5 hours later.  Man that's a long drive!  My little bladder found it's limit:  4 hours and 50 min.  I couldn't hold it any longer and no choice but to pee in my new bed mom got me for Xmas:

Luckily mom bought a very durable bed which didn't allow for any pee to soak through to her car seat.  She was happy about that, but not about the fact that I could have easily peed in my litter box, which was directly below my bed.  I just wanted to show her how "pissed" I was for turning me into a prisoner for 5 hours.

Once we arrived, my cousins were immediately drawn to me which was a little too much for me at first.  I spent the first day hiding anywhere I could fit.  However, when in hiding, I was still trying to be a helper when I could.  For instance, I was shining light so that the emergency vehicles knew where to find the derailed train...

I eventually became more comfortable with my cousins and even played with them a bit:

Cousin Kate and I played "Patty-Cake"

Posing with Cousin Brookie and Charlie...and once again providing light in case mom's flash didn't work.

"...And that, Charlie, is how you hunt bunnies.  The End."

Mom clearly didn't say "1, 2, 3" before she snapped this pic because I'm talking and my cousins were mid-smile.  Amatuer.

Overall I had a great trip.  I think I even warmed up to Grandpa a bit...or maybe he was trying to warm me up with his coffee?

Can't wait to see celebrate again next year! :)

Love,

Chuck