Santa's Treat

Although I saved Christmas with my astro-snow invention and got on the good list, I am not taking any chances. I am leaving Santa the promised bottle of Guiness and Godiva sunflower seeds. I have cleared a wide landing strip near the Woodpile for his sleigh and placed Santa’s treats where he cant’ miss them.

Everything looks perfect. Time to go back to the burrow.

I just got a call from Bushy, some suspicious furry critter is hanging around Santa’s treats. He was trying to look inconspicuous reading the “government warning” on the back label. Who reads them?

I ran to the Woodpile and found my cousin Vinnie. I asked him what he was doing. Vinnie said, “I was just passing by.” I pointed to all of the Godiva sunflowers scattered all over the snow and to the fact he was sitting in the middle of the dish! Vinnie sheepishly replied, “umm, aah, someone needed to test the sunflower seeds to make sure they were fresh.” Oh boy, my perfect treat for Santa is wrecked. I am doomed.

Bushy’s wife saved the day. She brought some fresh baked peanut butter cookies to replace the seed Vinnie ate. Woodpile Constable Wayne said he would guard Santa’s treat against any more mischief. (I took a photo of him with his best “don’t mess with me” look … pretty convincing.)

Christmas Morning

Junior woke the wife and me up at 4:30 am.He was so excited. Santa had come! Guess what, Santa had filled his stocking full of treats! I have a few photos of Junior trying to get into his stocking.

It is hard to hold on and eat at the same time

Aren’t the kids cute at this age?!

“Head First”

 

My friend Jerry the mouse lives in Mom’s house. He just posted this photo on furbook (critter version of facebook). He decided to help himself to a gingerbread man that Mom left out on the table. He doesn’t like to see good food go to waste. Apparently he forgot its was Christmas Eve. Mom took it in the Christmas spirit, said it was her present to Jerry.