“I do, again.” Santa slid the anniversary ring onto Molly’s finger and gave her a quick kiss. It was Santa and Molly’s 75th wedding anniversary and to celebrate all of their friends and family had come to witness the pair getting remarried.
Jessie was standing in the front row thumping her tail on the floor. She barked excitedly as the crowd cheered when the celebrant announced Santa and Molly as being remarried. She hurried forward and licked first Santa and Molly across the face.
“Thank-you, girl. Now, go amuse yourself but don’t get into trouble.” Santa petted the dog’s soft black fur and nudged her away from the gathering of people waiting to congratulate him.
Jessie wagged her tail and obediently moved away. Where better, she thought, to amuse herself than by the food table. Someone would surely give her a treat if she looked forlorn enough.
Jessie positioned herself by the roast beef and sat down on the floor waiting for people to serve themselves. It didn’t take long for her to get disappointed when the server said the food wouldn’t be eaten for an hour.
Jessie’s tummy rumbled and she whined. The roast beef looked so good. Santa always shared his meal with her. Surely, he wouldn’t mind if she had a tidbit. Jessie looked in both directions to see if anyone was looking. Everyone was busy at the front of the room around Santa and Molly. Jessie was alone. Jessie quickly opened her mouth and grabbed the end of the closest piece of meat. With one gulp the delicious morsel went into her stomach.
Jessie turned in a circle and wagged her tail. She was still hungry but the table was too high for her to reach any more of the meat. Jessie looked behind her. The servers were popping champagne close to Santa and did not see her. Jessie quickly and quietly jumped up and leaned her front paws on the table. She grabbed another morsel of meat and then reached further in to grab another. The meat had not yet been carved from the roast and would not come loose. Jessie gave a tug. The meat came flying off the table and Jessie lost her footing. She nudged the table and it moved back and forth. At the end of the table the three tier wedding cake rocked.
Jessie whined, lay down and hid her head just as the cake came tumbling down on top of her. Jessie sat enveloped in white fondant and raspberry jam.
There was silence in the room until Santa coughed and moved towards the dog. “Jessie, you do get into trouble. Let’s see what Molly says about this.”
Molly came over to the table. Her eyebrow was raised and a slight smile filled her face. She watched as the dog hid her eyes with her paws. “Well, girl. I’ve heard it’s unlucky to have two wedding cakes anyway. So, I suppose something was bound to happen. Did you enjoy the roast?”
Jessie yipped and wagged her tail.
Molly laughed. ” I guess it’s chicken for the guests tonight. Let’s go to the table where we will be served by the waiters. Maybe, if you’re served a plate you’ll get into less trouble. ”
Jessie raised her foot and looked at Molly and Santa. They were both smiling and did not seem to be concerned she had destroyed their cake. She was lucky, she thought, to have such good friends. Jessie silently toasted her friends happiness . May Santa and Molly stay together forever, thought Jessie and may I be a part of their life for many years to come.