SMITTEN!

{All portraits of Fairy lifted shamelessly
withOUT permission from her very own
Blog by Raj Mahal & his Merry Band of Bandits because we felt compelled into Piracy by too much cuteness all on ONE blog; didn't seem right to us. Not our fault!}
Dear Readers, our Beloved Pig-Across-the-Pond just blogged her precious way into all of our hearts and now Raj has a bit of competition, even from CoconutPie who feels inspired to get girlishly into the Spirit HERSELF! 
We love Fairy's HAT and how jauntily
it sits perched upon her head: she sure knows how to dress for success!

FAIRY REIGNS FROM HER VERY OWN PERSONALLY DECORATED PLUSH
CHRISTMAS TREE-CUP!
OH, COME ALL YE FAITHFUL, AND ENJOY FAIRY'S NEWEST, VERY MERRY
BLOG POST AT fairymagic.me
resting serenely at the top of our "Blogs We Follow List just to the right here...

Mom overdid it - we are so startled - and has WILTED lamely back into her sickbed despite promises to wash our new and older cuddle cups...
BUT! A *Very*Fairy*Package* appeared in our Post Office Box yesterday too!!!!
We wish mom could be happy with less excitement ~ exuberance ~ DRAMA.
You see: it's not the "HAPPY" but the DRAMA surrounding the HAPPY that
drops her...so, please join us (carol sung to the tune of "Do You See What I See?") 
"Can You See Like FAIR-RY?"
Which, since Fairy is blind and deaf, means that if we see what she sees, and if we hear what she hears, there's MAGIC IN-IT ~ DANCING STARS, WHIRLING GALAXIES, spinning PLANETS, & Full MOONS whose dear ELVES are WORKING overtime to figure out how to use their new iPhones to GPS Earth this year
for SANTA. HELLOooo:
JUST ASK RUDOLPH! Works every time.

We don't own one iThing or T.V. nor do we need to because Fairy has been teaching us to see and hear how she lives in her very own Magical World with her very own SPECIAL mummy and daddy and that's keeping our learning-challenged mom from every sadness especially when she is sick...
nobody can be sad anymore, only HAPPY: Just click on fairy.me and Happiness Doth Enter, bringing "oooh's" and "ahhh's" & laughter and precocious humor 
wrapped in sweetly fragranced layers of *Fairy*Dust*Magic*Hope*Love on gosssamer wings of Light and Joy!

We love you, Fairy, and you will receive a proper thank-you once our pathetic "sack o'mamma" gets her carcass outta bed and really digs into every nook, cranny, and tiny envelope contained within our newest WONDERFULS:
THAT MAKES 2 BOXES OF WONDERFULS
we have yet to share here with all of you!


Mom, HAPPY does not have to hurt
if you enjoy it like savoring a chocolate truffle with pecans and that gooey, sticky sweet stuff...one bite at a time...slowly!!#@@!$^&*&!
(no worries, not a one of us gonna show you's a pic o'mom truffle-eating nor tell you the story about Edwin's finger and the truffle machine what ate it;
we haven't told that story have we? Of course not, nor will we, so - no worries) CARAMEL...YES!
that is the word we seek: CARAMEL. PECANS. MILK CHOCOLATE...they are called "turtles" here. Or Terrapins. Or "bliss" depending upon whom you ask.
bye-bye.
love, Raj and a very Cavy Gang of TruffleRustlers
in search of lettuce, carrots, ripe, bouncy, red, yellow, and green peppers, ripe pomegranates, cucumbers, berries, peeled grapes and - right, chocolate terrapins - for mom's Chanukkah stocking!
Love, Raj & Stuff