Once upon a time there was a good little red haired pup named Rory. He wanted so much to be a good boy for his Mommy. On Thanksgiving he helped her cook a turkey with all the trimmings. He nicely sat and said Grace before he quietly waited for his turkey. He didn't beg or whine for more.
The day after this feast he knew Mommy wanted to start getting into the Christmas season by taking those silly photos for her cards. He posed and smiled and was such a very good boy.
Then it was time to go see Santa. This redheaded boy knew just what he wanted to ask Santa for. More toys and lots of yummy bones to chew on. While waiting to see Santa he even made a new friend, Dreamer the mini-horse, who was waiting to have his picture taken too!
Santa was so nice and patient and Rory posed with antlers on and finally with his Santa hat.
The next weekend he went to see Santa again. But this time Rory wasn't as good at posing for the camera. He decided to let Santa rub his belly instead.
That should have been his Mommy's warning. Not 20 minutes after they got home there was a CRASH!!@##$% Uh Oh.
Rory swears he didn't do it. Hmmmmmmmmmm. His Mommy doesn't believe that. She tells him he better behave or she is going to have to talk to Santa again.
The very next day his Mommy is doing some more decorating and Rory just wanted to play. Well, this time he got a little tangled in the garland. But this time his Mommy laughed and made him lay down while she got the Santa hat and the camera.
Rory and I hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving and are almost ready for Christmas. I know I'm not. But I'm working on it. Now if only a certain four-footed little boy of mine would only let me stitch.
Until next time..........................
Love and stitches
and Rory too
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