Wish of the Wee Golden – Part Three – A Bubba Tails Christmas

Wish of the Wee Golden – Part Three – A Bubba Tails Christmas

Wish of the Wee Golden – Part Three – A Bubba Tails Christmas


In Wish of the Wee Golden: A Bubba Tails Christmas, Jane the Wee Golden from Bubba Tails from the Puppy Nursery at The Seeing Eye learns from Pup friend Barkly of a Santa just for dogs named Santa Paws.

Some, say he is real. Others, say he is a fairytale.

When Jane hears the Puppy Raiser families talking of the Christmas party being held for the Puppy Raiser families and their pups, she makes a wish on the star at the top of her family’s Christmas tree that he will come to the party, so everyone will know there is a fur sure real live Santa Paws.

When he doesn’t show, she sets out on a journey to the North Pole to see if the human Santa knows if he is real, and if so, why he has stopped visiting all the good little girl and boy doggies.

Along the way she meets Robert the Rabbit, a security guard snowman, and the real live human Santa.

Soon they’re joined by King Campbell and many of her puppy friends.

Will they find Santa Paws?

Join Jane and all her friends on their magickal journey and find out.

Need to catch up?

Read part one here.


Read part two here.

From that night onward, Jane did not bother the tree. She worked very hard at doing all the things a doggy readying itself to become a great and powerful Seeing Eye dog must learn, and she never ever went near the tree. Not even to stand close and sniff. She was determined to leave it.

Finally, the day of the big Christmas party had arrived. Karen wore a beautiful red velvet dress and soft ribbons in her golden curls.

Jane’s fur had been groomed until it shown like the sun, and she too wore a soft ribbon in her fur. She was quite proud of how she and Karen looked and walked politely beside Karen on her leash into the big room.

Many people walked up to them saying, “My Karen, don’t you and little Jane look beautiful. Are you ready for Santa Claus?”

Karen would smile, and say, “Oh! Yes, and so is little Jane.”

Soon all the food had been eaten, the dishes cleared away, and everyone was excitedly waiting on Santa. Jane could barely keep still.

Just then Barkly came bouncing up on his toes. “Hey, little Jane, what’s shaken?”

“Oh! Barkly! I’m so excited! Santa Paws is coming!”

Barkly stood very still and did not say a word. He looked just a tad upset.

“What’s wrong? You haven’t been a bad boy, have you? Are you worried Santa Paws won’t bring you a toy or treat?”

“Um? Jane? I have something to tell you.”

But, before Barkly could finish there was a tinkling of dog tags, and suddenly there was King Campbell and his human mother.

Jane’s heart leaped. For just a moment she’d thought that tinkling must be Santa Paws, but well, it just wasn’t time yet, that was all, and she ran with the other pups to visit with the King.

When it was finally Jane’s turn to visit King Campbell crouched down and looked at her, “Why, is that the wee golden who used to snuggle with me in the puppy nursery at The Seeing Eye? The one who caused such trouble, and ran away during a big fierce storm?”

Jane smiled a shy smile, “Y…Y…Yes, King Campbell, it’s me.”

King Campbell drew her near and gave her a big lick. “And have you been a really good young puppy, so that Santa will come to visit?”

“Oh! Yes, King Campbell. I have been very good. I have even learned to stop chewing the Christmas tree at our house. It was very hard, but I had to do it, else Santa Paws would not come to the party.”

“What? Santa Paws?”

But before he and Jane could finish their talk, his human mother was tugging his leash saying, “Come along Bubba, we’ve got much to do before Christmas.” And with that, they were gone.

As Jane settled down again beside Karen, who had waited very patiently for her to visit with King Campbell, they again heard a tinkling sound, but this time it was the sound of bells.

Jane held her breath. Could it finally be?

Just then, a big human man came jingling into the room.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! I understand there are some very good puppies, and children here waiting for presents!”

Jane was very good, and polite. When it was her turn to sit on Santa’s lap she climbed up, snuggled into his arms, and let him tickle her with his beard. She was not quite sure it was real, and it seemed to her Santa smelled just a bit like chocolate, but she let him love on her just the same, and was very happy when Karen joined her to have their pictures made together.

The party was all over with and it was time to go home.

Santa Paws had not come, and Jane just could not understand.

All the way home, she tried not to cry. She did not wish to ruin her family’s joy. Both Karen and Brad were very excited about the toys they’d gotten, and Jane did have a nice bag filled with treats, but she simply could not think why Santa Paws had not come, and now, there was no one to ask.

Try as she might, she could not get her human family to always understand her.

They seemed to always know when she wanted petting, and scratched, or when she was hungry or needed to go out, and once when she’d hurt her paw, Karen had known it right away, but this, she just did not know what to do.

That night, when all was still in the house once again, Jane lay awake in her crate. She must figure out what the trouble was. Could it be like that story she’d watched on TV with Karen and Brad, when the fog had come, and Santa could not drive his sleigh?

No, that couldn’t be it. Santa had gotten the reindeer to help. Then what could be the matter? She’d stopped chewing the tree, she was learning very well all the things she was to learn, even Father had remarked how good she was being, so why had he not come? Could it be true? Did he really not exist? Suddenly she could stand it no longer. She must do something.

She lay a long time in the dark, thinking and thinking, and suddenly she had it. She would go to the North Pole and ask the real human Santa. Everyone knew that the Santa’s that were in the stores, and at parties like the one for the Seeing Eye puppy raisers and their pups were Santa’s helpers and that the real human Santa was very busy readying himself and all those toys for his trip around the world on Christmas Eve, but if anyone would know about Santa Paws, it would be him.

As she lay trying to think how to best go about getting to the North Pole, she fell to sleep. No sooner than Jane had closed her wee eyes, they popped open again. For just a moment she’d felt a cold breath of air blow across her face. Had someone left a window open? When she sat up, she could not believe her eyes.

“Why, I must be dreaming. This looks like the North Pole.” She stood, and her wee paws sank into the wet, cold snow. She leaned over, and took first a sniff, and then, when she was not yet sure, a lick. “It is snow! I do have the shimmering! Just like King Campbell told me, and I, why, I, have come to the North Pole, just as King Campbell used to come and visit us in the nursery.”

At first, Jane was so excited, she could do nothing but leap round in the beautiful fluffy snow, but then she remembered that Christmas would be coming soon and that she must find Santa Paws, and let him know of all the good little girl and boy doggies all over the world who needed him. She did not understand quite why he had forgotten them, but he must be reminded.

Now, Jane was, just a wee pup, not very big at all, and, not yet very old, so she was not quite sure where to go, or what to do, so at first, she simply wandered around sniffing and looking at everything in young puppy amazement. Soon, the sky began to grow light, and she knew it must be doing the same where she lay sleeping in her crate.

Just then she came upon a door in the side of a snowbank. “Maybe someone lives in here, that I can ask.” Jane reached out a wee paw and knocked upon the door. It was decorated beautifully with Christmas pictures, and she was careful not to mess any of them up with her knocking.

When she thought no one was home, the door popped open and there stood a huge rabbit.

“Well, well, if it isn’t a wee golden dog. Whatever are you doing here my dear?” The Rabbit seemed to bounce on his toes when he talked, and his ears wiggled so, that Jane forgot her manners and giggled.

“Oh! My. I’m sorry!” She exclaimed. “My name is Jane, and I’m a puppy from far away. I am learning to become a Seeing Eye dog, but I’ve come on a mission, I am trying to find Santa Paws. He seems to have forgotten all about the good little girl and boy doggies who are waiting for him all over the world.” The rabbit stood still and thought.

“Santa Paws? Seems I heard a story of him from long ago, but I do not think he lives around here anymore.”

“Oh! Dear!” Jane cried, “Whatever shall I do?”

“Now, Now, Young Puppy, let us not get all upset, surely we shall think of something. Why don’t you come in, have a spot of carrot broth to warm up with, and we shall think what to do.”

Jane and the rabbit were all settled at the kitchen table in front of the fire from the woodstove, Jane told her tail. She told of the big Husky Dog dressed in the red furry suit, who would, on Christmas Eve drive a magickal sleigh with eight big Husky dogs pulling it along, flying throughout the night bringing Christmas goodies to all the good little girl and boy doggies all over the world, as she finished she said, “And this year there are a big bunch of very special doggies who must get a treat.”

She told the rabbit, who had told her his name was Robert all about Seeing Eye Dogs and all their magickal powers.

When Jane had finished Robert the Rabbit said, “Well, then, there’s simply nothing left to do. We will have to go to the Christmas Castle and visit with Santa-Claus himself. If anyone will know what to do it will be him. Now, let’s see, where did I put the keys to my snow-mobile?”

After much rummaging through boxes and bags, Robert the Rabbit declared, “I found them! Now, let us be off!”

Soon they were zooming down the path, and after a while, Robert the Rabbit began to sing.

“Dashing through the snow, on a snow-Mobile we did go! On a mission far away, to see Santa Paws and his sleigh!”

When Jane had heard the words a time or two, she too sang, and soon they could see the big magickal castle off in the distance.

When they drew near, Robert the Rabbit cut the engines. “We’ll walk the rest of the way. I understand reindeer are frightened of the noise these things make.”

When all was silent again, they padded through the snow on foot, with Robert the Rabbit bouncing all the way.

They reached the gate to find a big snowman standing blocking the path.

“Hey! Who goes there?” He boomed in a voice that seemed too big and fierce for his fat jolly face.

“You silly snowman, it’s Robert the Rabbit, and Wee Golden Jane”

“Hum mm? State your business.” The snowman called.

“We’re here to see Santa sir,” Jane said shyly.

“Oh! Dear!” The snowman called back, “Santa is much too busy to see anyone now. It’s almost Christmas Eve, you’re going to have to come back again another day.”

“But we can’t!” Jane whimpered, and once again she told her tail. When she was all done, even having again retold the part about all the special Seeing Eye pup hopefuls, the snowman stood thinking.

“Alright, wait here, and I’ll see what can be done.” And with that, he flopped onto his belly and slid away.

To be continued.

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Bubba Tails from the Puppy Nursery at The Seeing Eye

In this magical and love filled tail, King Campbell AKA Bubba travels

to the puppy nursery at The Seeing Eye to help ready a group of

puppies who are just about to embark on the fabulous journey of

learning to become Seeing Eye dogs. Just as he is about to finish his

tail, a wee pup becomes very frightened of all that lies ahead, and one

frightfully stormy night she runs away! Will King Campbell hear the

urgent call from the puppy nursery in time? Will they find her and save

her so she can fulfill her destiny?

The use of Tail instead of Tale for story and Magik instead of Magic

is intended for these short stories. A great play on words from King


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About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.


  1. On the edge of our seats here.

    1. Ho! Ho! Ho!
      Santa’s little evil helper laughs with an evil grin on her face.
      If you’re a very good girl, I’ll post more in a bit.
      Annette, you’ve no idea how I needed your support today.
      Thanks and have a truly wonderful holiday.

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