Some are naughty, some are nice.
And this one’s full of extra full of spice.
Yet my boy’s knows he must be good.
As Santa’s coming to our ‘hood.
Influenced by his chi sister Tinkerbelle, Rex has taken his role as ‘Elf-In Training’ quite seriously.
After I helped him put on his official t-shirt today, Rex ran to the porch to survey the field in our snowy back yard.
He seemed to be keeping score of just whose been naughty or nice.
Those rambunctious rabbits received seven boisterous barks, with the squirrels scoring a mere two guttural grunts.
Looking a bit worn out after his shift, Rex retired to his comfy Christmas crate.
I tried to remove his little elf shirt for him, but he responded with a tiny growl.
Rex is two years old now, and a feisty fourteen in dog years.
Perhaps a little attitude is to be expected, since he is a teenager.
Though I admit I still started to sing “you better watch out, you better not cry” while he softly snored himself to sleep.
Just in case he was listening.
“You’ve got a job to do,” I told Tinkerbelle this morning.
Though I knew she probably didn’t understand.
I’m pretty sure dressing up in a Mrs. Santa Claus costume wasn’t exactly something Tink had signed up for.
“But Tinkerbelle, spreading holiday cheer this December is even more important than usual.” I added.
“After all, the news lately hasn’t been exactly sweetness and light so I was thinking you could help out a little. You know, maybe spread some of that fairy dust around.”
She finally seemed to acquiesce.
So I quickly slid the little red dress over Tink’s head as she excitedly tried to chew off the $1.00 thrift store price tag.
And she appeared even more excited once she eyed the original $20.00 tag directly underneath.
I’m pretty sure it was my imagination again.
Still, I told Tink we’d be donating the difference to the food shelf which is one of the many causes the thrift shop supports next door.
She then looked up at me for a while and slowly licked my hand.
In turn, I rewarded Tink with a treat which she immediately carried over to her chi-brother Rex’s food bowl.
I watched her drop it in.
It seems that Tink maybe one very sweet, and smart little cookie after all.