With a swoosh the tree toppled over onto Santa’s head. It was mid-afternoon and Santa, Jessie and Molly were celebrating their own Christmas before Santa would deliver toys to the children of the world. Santa and Jessie had gone to the tree lot and picked out a real fir tree to put up in their home earlier in the morning. But, Santa’s tummy had grown over the last few days and he was having trouble getting the tree to stand up in its stand.
Santa sighed and scratched his head. He grunted as he stood up and lifted the tree once more. He slid the base of the tree into the hole and then tried to lean it on the wall as he slid down to the ground to tighten the screws on the slim trunk. Continue reading Dec. 23rd Jessie, Santa and Molly celebrate Christmas
Jessie sniffed at the sodden pile of feathers. She had been fast asleep earlier when she had heard a bang on the window pane above her. Jessie had yawned, stretched her long legs and then looked out the window to investigate the noise.
Lying at the base of the windows was a blue jay. It had flown into the window and knocked itself unconscious. Jessie walked through her doggy door and approached the bird. It was still breathing so Jessie prodded it with her nose to try to get it to move. When it didn’t respond Jessie carefully picked up the bird in her mouth and carried it back into the Claus’s house and into the kitchen. She walked up to Molly and laid it at Molly’s feet. Jessie then poked Molly with her nose. Continue reading December 23rd – Jessie, Molly and Santa help a blue jay.