Visions Of Sugar Plums

Well, it's past Christmas, and it's a contrived blip, but it was either this or my dinner and Snuffy is always more interesting than food. The Christmas lights on the arbor outside just looked like they could be little thought bubbles of Christmas candy in his dream, although I imagine he would be dreaming of tuna and not candy. And naturally he just had to open his eye at the last moment. I don't know how he does it, but he just knows when a camera is pointed at him, even if the photographer is in stealth mode. It makes no difference -- he always knows.