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“Okay, so how’re we gonna do this?” Paisley asked, sitting around a large piece of construction paper with her siblings. Ryder -who had the best handwriting of all four – had written “Operation Santa” at the top of the page. Other than its title however, the page was entirely blank.

“Well, we know the North Pole’s at the top of the world, right?” Riley asked, waiting until the others nodded in agreement before continuing. “So if we just keep walking north then eventually we’ll have to get there!”

“Yeah but that could take ages!” Parker cautioned. “

The Dark Moon pack is north, but there’s at least two other packs between us and the pole.”

“Tha’s a good point.” Ryder agreed, “So maybe if we travel to one of the other packs and start there?”

“Yeah! But we can’t take too long, we have to make sure we can get there and back afore Christmas.” Paisley warned.

“Maybe we can get a ride back with Santa!” Riley suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Wow, that would be amazing!” Ryder giggled.

“Okay so what do we need?” Paisley asked. “Really warm coats, snow boots, snacks..”

“Maybe some fish in case we need to d’stract any polar bears.” Parker mused aloud.

“Ooh, good idea.” Riley nodded, starting a list o their paper.

“We should also take hot cocoa, and marshmallows, to help stay warm.” Ryder added. “I wish we knew how to ski, that would make getting there a lot faster.”

“How about a sled” Ryder asked, “if we make friends with one of the polar bears, they might even pull us!”

“This is the best plan.” Paisley praised, grinning.

“We still have to figure out how to get north first.”

Riley reminded them, “it’s gonna be miles and miles before we get anywhere near the arctic.”

“Hmm, we’re too little to drive.” Parker remarked thoughtfully.

drive a car,” Riley agreed, “but we could easily drive a sleigh. What if we ask Mommy to go back to the tree farm, just

Paisley protested, crinkling up

“we’ll leave a

definitely need a compass.”

think horsies have

note for Mommy too –

dunno – you know how Mommies can be, they worry ’bout everything.” Parker countered. “Member

to come after us anyway.” Ryder agreed. “She doesn’ know how well we’ve planned everything. She’ll think we’re in

wanna scare her. If we get a good enough head start then she won’t be able to catch

do it!” Riley chirped. “Ryder, you write the , Parker you get the s’pplies. And Paisley

The others grinned, “Deal!”

wanted to continue doing activities together. They’d been through such a difficult ordeal that she was willing to do just about anything to raise their

the pups in front of the fire. The trees surrounding them on all sides had been strewn with lights, and it truly felt like a winter wonderland. She

babies, praying they didn’t ask to go back and ask

guiding Paisley’s hands to avoid sticking the marshmallow she had

what they wanted, but they also

have in the craft store?” She asked

pups were determined to put their plan into motion, but they’d all agreed that there was

you, Parker? What would you think about a

don’ have to

“Santa will take care

thought bitterly. She hated knowing she couldn’t give the pups what they truly wanted, and it didn’t help that it was the only”updated by jobnib.com” thing she wanted too. She’d gone to her first therapy session the other day, and her doctor had advised her to acknowledge and address the fact that part of her fury

job.” She tried to smile, “but I want to get you something too. Riley, any thoughts? Riley peeked up at her with a sly smile. “How ’bout

bunny was less work than some other pets, but she was pregnant and any new pet with a new baby in the

gotten all of the children’s attention, and they were now clambering around

we’ll take extra special care of it.”

‘sponsible you’ll never have to lift

sure you Wouldn’t rather have some new socks?” Jane teased. “So your

no one wants smelly

nice mop, so we can always

Ryder objected, “Mops

are fun.”

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