Boris sat up slowly and shook his head. What a crazy dream! Why in the world would he dream about seven swans swimming in his bathtub? Maybe he'd snitched too many pieces of pepperoni off the boy's plate last night.
After a leisurely stroll around the yard, Boris sat down to once again consider the lack of snow in South Carolina. He'd heard the parent-people talking about a snow machine, but he was pretty sure they were joking. The mom person sure milked it, though - like eight maids, even! Still, it didn't seem too realistic.
The boy turned on the tv to watch a Christmas special with nine ladies dancing in fancy costumes. They seemed so light and happy, but Boris could see there was no snow around them either. For the first time, Boris wondered - could he have a merry Christmas without snow?
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Posted by: A Daft Scots Lass | December 11, 2011 at 10:14 AM