I do NOT believe it! I was whisked off my feet/paws and firmly tucked into bed after the Playground fire - with very stern orders not to move until Christmas Eve at the earliest. (I am pure white so this photo isn't very accurate - distortion as always when 'she' is behind the camera).
Well, it's OK to stay here tucked up in my little bed for a while as I did use up all my widdle putting the Playground fire out so no urgent need to trot to the little boys room for now - but I just may be missing some fun downstairs, sigh. I think there are mutterings about cooking some ham in Coca Cola.
Snort, earlier I crept out and spread every glitter pot from the craft room I could find all over the front lawn just to guide Santa and the reindeer if the moon is out - wait until she finds out.
Love and hugs for a very Merry Christmas
Parsnip the Peril ...........oopsie, here 'she' comes, back under the covers! ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz , wink.