SHIT! I know they are around here somewhere....where's that bottle of little blue pills? Sev is off his meds again and apt to piss off the squid, Liz, eight tiny reindeer, most of Russia and Iraq as well as me.
We will tuck a few into the cream puffs and he'll never know the difference.
And if anyone tries to add Dasher to the stew, they will have me to deal with. Poor little guy has had enough drama for one day.
SINS kneels in the spruce branches, pats old Dasher's furry head and slips a carrot to him so that the squid can't see.
Now where's that DUCK?