Fuzzy Christmas Socks


Well, she is fuzzy, it was Christmas morning, and her name is Socks.  😉

Christmas at Mama’s.  Socks got a new squeaky toy for Christmas. She loves, loves, loves her squeaky toys!  Although, the squeaker doesn’t last for very long.  Just like my dogs, they all surgically perform squeakerotomies.  We do so enjoy listening to them play with their squeaky toys.  Sweet babes!  All the furbabes got fun little Christmas treasures, as always.  And they were happy, playful children.

And yes, she knows just how adorable she is. Spoiled rotten, that child.


Author: Carol B Sessums

Writer, Editor, Coffee Addict, Lover of Mountains. Lives to shrink the planet, one story and connection at a time.

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