[Dan & Corinne]

Cute! Cute! Cute!

Love that sleeping picture!

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The Yorkies were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;