‘Twas the night before Christmas,
And this little Yorkipoo,
Is napping beneath the tree,
Waiting for you know who.
As guardian of the house,
Sadie feels it’s her duty,
To supervise Mr. Santa Claus,
As he drops off his booty.
If he brings her a treat,
She won’t make a woof.
And his task soon complete,
Santa takes off from the roof!
This post is part of the Caturday Art blog hop hosted by Athena Cat Goddess.
