Santa jumped off the treadmill and wiped his brow with his towel. He leaned down and petted Jessie’s head. “I think that’s enough exercise for today Jessie. How about we go across the road and get a treat. Just don’t tell Molly.”
Jessie pounded her tail against the floor and eagerly waited while Santa clipped her lead onto her collar. As he leaned down she licked him across the face.
‘Yuck! I’m glad you’re happy, Jessie. Just don’t lick me. Let’s go. I think today is a good day for a doughnut.” Continue reading February 18th – Jessie and Santa hide from Molly
Garbage lay strewn around the front yard for the second day in a row and Jessie could tell from the look on Santa’s face that was not pleased. Santa looked at Jessie and scratched his beard. He sighed, leaned down and began cleaning up the mess.
Jessie lowered her ears and plopped onto the snow. She hadn’t spilled the trash, but she was sure Santa thought she had. Jessie didn’t want Santa to be angry so she decided that she was going to find the culprit who was making the mess. Continue reading February 16th – Jessie’s night visitors
Jessie had been waiting for Molly to come home for what seemed to be hours . Her tummy was rumbly and she wanted her breakfast.
Jessie walked behind the couch and peered around the corner. Charlie was sleeping on the dining room table and Jessie didn’t want to wake him. Her food dish was directly below the table where Charlie slept. Continue reading February 15th – Jessie versus Charlie