A wirehair wiener dog plows through with gifts..
Dachshund through the snow
Demanding that we play,
O’er the fields we throw
Laughing all the way.
Treats below my tree
Make my spirits bright
What fun to be home in my bed
With a PBB tonight!
Well, that’s about as creative as I get this week. Mike and Heather have settled into a long winter’s nap, and I am left, snug in my crate, to ruminate about everything.
While I’m doing that, I wish happy holidays and a healthy and prosperous new year to all.
Oh how I enjoyed your crispy wirehaired dog snow image AND the witty jingle. I feel the holiday spirit, thanks to you and yours. Cheers to a great 2018. Warn hugs, a rowdy round of whiffy ball toss followed by a big drink of cold water that leaves drips on your chin then a dive under the covers to snuggle. Lynn
You are quite the poet-songsmith, Chloê. Happy You Near!