On the First Day of Dizzy
Santa Sheep offered me...
A great yarn for socks for my feet!
Ok, the real pear tree is outside, covered in snow, doesn’t have any leaves or pears on it, and this partridge expressed exactly zero interest in hanging out in it. Just use your imagination! Pretend I’m a big, majestic, fuzzy pear tree.
Wait, forget that. I think fuzzy trees might be weird. I guess a fuzzy forest might be pretty neat, but would you have to brush a fuzzy tree? Oh what if they were all tangled, that would definitely be bad. And think of the shedding! Nope. Definitely no fuzzy trees.