Merry Christmas to All!

Yule love this!

It is the festive season,
The time December sees in
And that’s our very reason,
To grant each day for you
Something that’s old or new
Perhaps a gift or two!

TODAY’S EXTRA SPECIAL FESTIVE DELIGHT – Fozzies’ First Christmas!

Fozzie doesn’t understand hoomans. They is very strange. They tells Fozzie this is Krissmuss. But Fozzie doesn’t know what Krissmuss is.
He does know that his hoomans is acting very strange.
First they puts up a thing in the evenings room. It’s green and fuzzy and it has red shiny dangles and teeny weeny stars. They says it is a tree. Fozzie knows it is not. But they doesn’t lissen to him.
Then the nice lady with the red van and the gravy bones keeps bringing things with squiggles on. Same like for hoomum’s barkday, but much more many. They shows them to Fozzie and he is not interested, until there is one that smells of Fozzie’s Scotland family and his dog mummy and his favourite litter sister. Fozzie wants to have that thing for his own self, but hoodad says no. Fozzie may have has a sulk…
Anyhoo, hoodad tells The Foz that a fat hooman in a red suit comes down the chimbelow to bring treatoes for good dogs. Fozzie says not on his watch. He isn’t having no strange man near his hoomum. Nohow. Contrariwise. Hoodad says not to worry, but Fozzie is on his guard,
There is much good foods being made and Fozzie has to do lots of kitchen helping. Fozzie likes kitchen helping. And he specially likes the look of the biggest chimkun you has ever seen. Hoomum says we shall roast it for Krissmuss dinner. Fozzie can hardly wait.
Tonight hoodad hangs three socks on the fireplace. They has squiggles on them and hoodad points Fozzie the squiggles. Hoomum, he says. Hoodad. And Fozzie! He tells Fozzie that the socks is where the fat man leaves treatoes for good hoomans and good dogs. Fozzie isn’t sure about that, but he supposes hoodad knows what he is telling.
Bedtime has come and the house is as quiet as a mouses. Fozzie sits up and has a think. He isn’t having no strange man near his hoomum, big horse protection is his duty. He sneaks onto the big bed quiet, quiet and lays down beside hoomum.
She nearly wakes up, but in the end only puts her front paw on Fozzie’s back.
She’s safe now and Fozzie can sleep, maybe he will dream of a sock full of treatoes just for him…

Fozzie Jago
Now aged seven months and fourteen and half-ish days!

Gifts Galore (well FIVE of them) for you to enjoy!

If you need to entertain the children or the grand-children today, why not snag A Christmas Tail by Jane Jago and E.M. Swift-Hook with illustrations by Ian Bristow. A charming story set into rhyme as a mouse teaches a spoilt little girl the true meaning of Christmas…

Definitely for the grown-ups – a seasonal story of obsession, Team Holly by Jane Jago.

And for the grown-ups who have long since done growing (except sideways maybe), a humorous handbook for trainee pensioners: Growing Old (Dis)Gracefully: Limericks and Random Thoughts on Ageing by Jane Jago.

Or maybe you fancy a bit of escapism into a modern day Britain where the Roman Empire never left. Dai and Julia solve murder mysteries, whilst still having to manage family, friendship and domestic crises… for those who enjoy whodunnits and alternate history! Here are two Dai and Julia adventures free for you – Dying for a Vacation and Dying to be Fathers by Jane Jago and E.M. Swift-Hook.

All can be downloaded for free today (or tomorrow). Hoping these help you and yours have a fabulous day whether you are celebrating or not!

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