Not just a one day event, I'm blogging every day about what I'm thankful for

These are cute stories. I enjoy them as an adult, but I can imagine that children would love to have these stories read to them (or read them themselves). What a great gift

Perdita Whacknoodle, dog poet and dog writerAs a dog-author, I am a keen observer of my surroundings. I watch. I listen. I think. I sniff out the story, you might say.

So, at Christmastime, I am extra alert, because all the humans seem to go crazy. Together. As a group, you people act in very unusual ways.

You rush, but you talk about calmness. You frown, but you sing about warm-hearted smiles. You give gifts, which should be such a friendly thing to do, but you fight each other in stores over these loving gifts you are buying.

You careen madly around the town, gripping your steering wheels until your knuckles are white, frantically yapping on your cellphones, blowing your horns madly, and racing each other to a parking spot to save a few steps.

THEN, you pack up all your stuff, rush out of town to visit your loved ones, where you fight and argue…

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