Presents on the Brain

Up until today, we have never had a problem with Hudson getting into the wrapped gifts underneath the Christmas tree. For some reason it's a new day, something has triggered him, and he will not leave them alone. He likes to take them down, lift up a corner of wrapping paper to begin tearing, and look at me with a "you're not going to let me get away with this, right?" look. Should any of you recieve a gift that has some missing wrapping paper, you'll know it passed Hudson's quality control check and that I was out of the room for a minute.