Uh, he's quite spoiled. The bone is courtesy of his Nana (my mom) and he walked around with it in his mouth for quite a while before deciding to "bury" it in his dog bed. He also received a squeaky stuffed doggy Santa, one of those retriever tennis ball things, and a bag of dog treats that looked like steak.
And yes, he got his plate of Swedish meatballs, mashed potatoes and gravy on Christmas Eve. Can't expect him to eat kibble or anything.
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