A Surprise Present

The craziest thing happened tonight. Frank and I were taking a break from wrapping presents tonight when Cookie, our cute puppy, came running up to the couch where we were sitting and brought us a present. A real present . . . not like a dead mouse or anything. Neither of us had seen this present before. The wrapping paper was ripped (probably from Cookie). There was a tag that said "Merry Christmas Ry'ak Swanner," and inside was a cute pair of zippy up jammies with cute froggies all over. The paper was cold but not wet (from snow). Frank and I checked the back yard thoroughly with flashlights to make sure the dogs didn't get anything else, but that was it. We have no idea where the present came from. So . . . thank you someone!