THE CHRISTMAS DOODLE BANDITS

THAT’S US!

We’re the Christmas Doodle Bandits.

I’m Havoc…

This is the face that gets them every time!

And I’m Mayhem…

Sshh, I’m trying to be stealth like.

When we put our heads together we can be a dynamic disruptive duo of “Doodle” proportion.

December 25th was our scheduled date of attack. We planned to pull off the greatest “holiday heist” ever and manipulate Christmas.

We schemed the night before on how to make the day “all about us” – and at the crack of dawn, we set our plan into motion.

We wanted to spend our morning at the spa. So with just the right look, and placing our bodies in everybody’s way, we were able to get a full body massage….

Girl, that’s my spot

Works every time…

Yup, this sure is “man’s best FURRend alright”

One of my homies from round the way stopped by on Christmas Eve with some goodies. They smelled and looked delicious. Problem was, Doodle Mom wanted us to eat our food first. But if I can get her attention, and give her just the right look with my droopy eyes…

I’m sooooooo upset..

BAZINGA it’s like magic!…

I got my cookies, I got my cookies

After breakfast DM got dressed to go see our DG (Doodle Grandma) and she had the nerve to think she was leaving us behind.

NOT!…

We love this lady with all our doodle heart

When we returned home, there was food, treats, and more fun. It was gift time! We like for John to assist us with opening our presents because he melts like butter when we shower him with attention and that’s always a sure way to get more treats…

That’s right, you the man John, now just open that package of turkey sweets will ya

Santa Paws left us some flying raccoons and playing with them was pawsome…

Can’t decide which one I want

Mayhem dragged our Doodle Sister around like a little rag doll…

Who needs a swift-it broom?

Then Havoc got busted in the middle of his Delta Force amputation madness…

Nobody likes to see this look on his face – ever!

Havoc froze….

Then he caved, he was caught, he placed himself in “time-out”...

Guilty as charged

Meanwhile Mayhem got to play with the raccoons some more. Until he wore her our…

Look here lady, I can do this all day long

One down…

She was done, like a well cooked turkey

Later on that evening, Mayhem killed John. He was toast. Our mission was complete…

Anybody else want some of this?

Havoc, the mastermind behind this little take-over curled up in a warm blanket near the fireplace and rested as he schemed and planned next weeks attack…