'Tis the night before the Big Opening, and you hear such a clatter, you run to the window to see what's the matter. It's paws, not Claus, and they didn't come to admire your gift wrapping - they're all wrapped up in their anticipation of your gifts. This night you'll be more generous than generic (no discounted dogfood): a few fancy cookies, the fruit cake you didn't like anyway, the stale nuts and those fabulous chocolate cookies that would make you sick if you ate all of them.

Happy Holidays to the Raccoon family!

- Charley Harper