We Three Kings: Colby, Bella and Dorie
… and all through the house, the only creature stirring was a Corgi. (Or two. Or three). Waiting, watching, wondering …
Where is SANTA? And where oh where are his COOKIES?
And fresh carrots for the reindeer?
Because (shhhhh) there are hungry souls in that house of yours. Even if they ate half the fruitcake or the leg of the turkey that “fell off” the dinner table, they are about to perish.
Perish from a lack of cookies. And carrots!
Brothers and sisters, incline a merciful ear on this holiest of nights. You will hear their growling bellies.
Go feed your starving dogs.
It’s Christmas Eve, ‘fer goodness sake.
Edward
Bommel
Taffy
For Fidgit, Santa Spotting is serious business. No time for giggles. Serious.
Bungie and her papa bear.
Oreo, Martini and Zelda
Prince Bean, Royal House of Webster
Murray
Chloe
Good night, Beacon. Good night, Corgi Nation.
Beautiful post, Laurie. Merry Christmas from Cynthia and Fidgit.
Thanks Cynthia, same to you!
Aaaw Laurie, you are such an original. You always bring a smile to our faces. The story made me intrigued from the beginning and enfolded with Corginess . You really know how to match up the appropriate caption with each unique Corgi photo.
Angela, your comments lift my soul. Thanks so much!
Merry Christmas from Taffy and her family!
Wonderful, Laurie! Great photos, great writing, and adorable poopsters….Heaven!