Treats as Fairy Dust

When storms abound and you’re a hound what is a girl to do?
Tink begs for treats. She loves them sweet.
It cures those lousy blues.


Tucker’s Tails of Woe

I should have asked for some comfort and joy.
Instead Santa brought me a new squeaky toy.
So I stole Mom’s scarf. Don’t you think I look nice?
I may do it again. Without thinking twice!