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Jessie at the Christmas Ornament Contest

Jessie placed her paws over her nose and lay down on the floor as far away from the

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The Ornament Contest

crowd as she could.  She whimpered and peered out looking for Santa.  Several trees were toppled on the ground with hundreds of shiny ornaments broken on the floor.  Jessie hadn’t meant to destroy the contest but somehow she had managed to get in trouble again.

It started when they arrived at the convention hall.  Santa was to judge the local ornament contest. Each year he picked a new ornament to give out to children around the world.  The winner of the contest would have their ornament produced by the elves for Christmas.

At first Jessie had been happy to sit in the corner.  Many people stopped to pet her and there were so many sounds and sights that it kept her occupied for almost half the day.

It wasn’t until noon when a food table was put out that Jessie moved from her spot.  When Jessie smelt the glorious aroma of baked chicken and mashed potatoes her tummy rumbled.  Very carefully she moved across the floor to the buffet table.  She sat at the end of the table hoping for scraps and she wasn’t disappointed.  Many of the people gave her bits of chicken as they moved through the line.

When the line dwindled Jessie’s tummy was full and she was content.  She tried to cross the floor as carefully as she could.  She didn’t want to disturb the hundreds of decorated Christmas trees.  She wanted Santa to be proud of her and the last time she was near Christmas trees she destroyed the event.

Just then the entertainment began and a drummer began to pound on his bass drum.  Jessie jumped in the air and turned around to look where the noise was coming from.  She looked all around and finally spotted the drum at the front of the room.

Jessie shook her ears when the drum rumbled again and began backing away from the sound.  When the drum let out a boom louder than thunder, she scrambled backwards forgetting to look where she was going.  Jessie backed into the largest tree in the room.  The tree shook and teetered and then fell into two others. The three trees came down with a crash breaking many of the precious ornaments.

Jessie cried and ran to the opposite side of the room where she sat shaking. She whimpered again and spotted Santa who was making his way through the angry crowd. “Jessie did you hurt yourself, girl?”  Santa leaned down to look at the dog.

Jessie licked Santa’s hand and looked down sadly.

Santa sighed.  “Well you do have a talent for getting yourself into trouble.  Don’t worry though my friend.  I have pictures of all of the ornaments so we can still have a fair contest.  You didn’t ruin it and the people who are angry will calm down and eventually see the accident as funny.  It’s partially my fault. I know that you’re afraid of loud noises.  When the drum started I should have came and found you.  IF you can forgive me than I can forgive you.  Deal?”

Jessie rose her head and looked at Santa.  She couldn’t believe he wasn’t angry.  She yipped, stood up and wagged her tail.

Santa winked at her.  He walked back to the trees whistling with a twinkle in his eye.

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The taste tester

Molly glanced over her shoulder looking for Santa. Satisfied he was not in the room, shetins reached up and pulled down her tins and opened the lids. From each container she removed a list and placed it on the table. Molly smoothed the creases and glanced down to the floor.

“Jessie, I thought you’d gone out with Santag. Can you keep a secret, girl?” Molly pushed her readers up her nose and then peered over the rims.

Jessie barked and raised her paw for Molly.

Molly smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes. I’ve planned some special additions to the children’s baskets this year. It’s candy but it’s made with healthier ingredients. I’ve been hiding my recipes until I’m sure they’ll please the children. I made a batch of salt water taffy with half the sugar! Do you want to try a piece.

Jessie whined and turned in a circle.

Molly nodded her head and pulled a jar of candy off of the refrigerator and offered a piece to Jessie.

The candy was beige and smelled funky to Jessie. She sniffed the food and looked at Molly. She didn’t want to try the taffy but she didn’t want to disappoint Molly either. Jessie opened her jaws and snapped the candy into her mouth. she took two chews. The candy was bitter and grainy. She spit it out on the floor.

Molly’s face fell. “Don’t like it, girl?” Molly pulled the container up to her face and scrunched her nose. “This smells awful and probably tastes as bad. I wonder what happened with the recipe.” Molly sighed. “Am I crazy for wanting to improve my recipe, Jessie.’

Jessie looked curiously at Molly and then walked over to the table. She licked Molly’s hand before taking a long drink of water from her bowl. Jessie looked at the candy and pushed it with her nose towards the garbage can.

“Well I guess that answers that. I’ll have to start again. I haven’t got much time left before the candy goes into production for the year. Will you be my taste tester again, Jessie?”

Jessie wagged her tail. She loved candy and would eat anything Molly made. Jessie jumped up with her feet on the table and looked like she was smiling.

“Well, that settles it then. I’ll call you when I have a new batch made. Go and have a sleep until I’m done, Jessie” Molly began pulling ingredients from the cupboard.

Jessie thumped down to the floor and went to lay in front of the fireplace. Molly was a good cook and Jessie was sure her second batch would be much better. She licked her lips. When she woke she’d have fresh taffy but for now it was time to sleep. She drifted into dream land thinking about how great her life had become at the North Pole.

The woods

Jessie and Santa go for a walk in the woods every day.  They fly down south to different wood lots and enjoy the fresh air and wild life.

Jessie loves her rambles through the trees and loves to smell every log and bush.  She is always disappointed when Santa calls her back to go home but is happy to see the wide smile on Santa’s face.  He loves their walks as much as she does.woods

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jessie celebrates pancake day

Jessie sniffed the air  with approval.  The scent of sausage and maple syrup filled the kitchen.  She trotted over to Molly’s stove and shoved her nose into Molly’s thigh.pancake

“Ooph,” grunted Molly. She turned to look at the dog. “Good morning, Jessie.  I see your nose is reliable as ever.  Just let me finish flipping these last few pancakes and then I’ll get you a treat.”  Molly hummed as she ladled some batter into the frying pan.

Jessie sighed and flopped onto the floor.  From the very edge of her eye  she spied a plate of sausages on the table.  They were oh so tempting and close to the corner of the table.  Jessie slid over to the table and looked up. Her mouth watered and she whined trying to get Molly’s attention. Continue reading Jessie celebrates pancake day