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
Jessie watched as Santa climbed on the scale and grimaced. He had been trying to get back to a healthy weight all month, but several business meetings had been eating meetings and Santa had eaten too many desserts.
Continue reading February 1st – Jessie versus the cookie cupboard.
Jessie curiously looked at Santa’s Face. His normally close shaven beard had grown overnight. It was now big, bushy and streaked in colour. As she watched the streaks were changing colour and becoming a snowy white.
More alarming, Santa’s tummy was growing incredibly fast. His normally lean frame had gained a hundred pounds overnight and he was wheezing slightly as he worked.
Jessie walked up to Santa and nudged his hand. She licked his rough hands and whined softly.
Continue reading Dec. 20th- Jessie watches Santa grow a beard