Maggie the Menace

You might recall this FACE

from last year's post during the holiday season.

Well, she's a bit early this year . . .

But she's back in business . . .

Maggie the Menace

Please note that this is Nightime Formula Baby Orajel

Somehow, it is no mystery to me that she devoured last season's Belgian chocolates and Reses Bells entirely, wrappers included . . . but left this years bedside table mischief only tampered with.

Oh, how I wish I had a camera rolling when she realized her mouth was numb.

And . . .

because the Bard never disappoints:

'Twas a month before Christmas

And all through our house

Miss Maggie was searching

For anything left out

No chocolates were purchased

No eggnog in the fridge

"What's that on the table?"

"I'll just taste a smidge!"

I can only imagine

She knocked it with her paw

Down onto the carpet

Then started to knawl

The plastic tube was much thicker

Than those wrappers had been

But that didn't stop Maggie

She just had to dig in

"That Baby gets this stuff"

Maggie snarled as she chewed

"Now it is my turn

Who cares if it's rude?"

Pop! went the tube

And the Orajel seeped out

But soon Maggie realized

That she couldn't feel her mouth.

Do you feel sorry for this me?