My Dog Took Care of the Neighborhood Christmas Carolers! đđ¶đ¶
It was a chilly December evening, and the scent of cinnamon and cookies filled the air. We had the fireplace crackling, twinkle lights glowing, and hot cocoa in handâpure Christmas magic. Just when we thought the night couldnât get cozier, we heard the soft sound of bells and singing approaching from down the street.
The neighborhood Christmas carolers had arrived!
I rushed to the door, excited to watch the tradition unfold⊠but I wasnât the only one ready to greet them.
Charlie, our overly enthusiastic Golden Retriever, heard the singing before I did. By the time I opened the door, he had squeezed past me like a reindeer on a mission. Tail wagging like a windshield wiper, he launched himself into the group of carolers.
At first, everyone laughed. I mean, itâs hard not to smile when a fluffy Golden is doing zoomies around a group of singers in Santa hats. But then⊠he took it up a notch.
Charlie joined them.
I kid you notâhe sat proudly in the middle of the group and began howling along, completely out of tune, but 100% committed. Every time they hit a high note, Charlie lifted his head dramatically and let out his own version of âJoy to the World.â The carolers couldnât finish the song without bursting into laughter.
One woman actually said, âI think heâs better than our tenor!â
After that, the carolers decided to keep him in the group for the rest of their block performances. They even gave him a jingling collar and dubbed him their âHowling Holiday Hound.â
By the end of the night, Charlie had led three songs, posed for ten photos, and earned more cookies than he ever shouldâve had.
So yesâmy dog took care of the neighborhood carolers. And by âtook care,â I mean he stole the show⊠and probably a few hearts along the way.