Tokki and candies

Nobody thinks about Tokki and when they realize I actually live here it is already the eleventh hour. I already decided to tell you about her wrongdoing, I won’t keep quiet. I’ll tell on my female master-disaster.

What am I talking about? About candies! It is a fact that my masters are already stuffing themselves with candies since the 13th of November. It is a fact that my male master already ate about 40 pieces of gingerbread and it wasn’t even decorated. It is a fact that my female master had to bake another five kinds of candies, about 400 pieces. And how many pieces did Tokki get in the last 40 days? 0! Yes zero, that’s the number of cookies in Tokki’s tummy.

I certainly refuse to count the half of burnt gingerbread I found in the trashcan. I know I shouldn’t have eaten it and since my female master found me red handed, I had to go to my shame place. So it doesn’t count. This means I didn’t get even single Christmas candy and I was doing the cutest eyes and gave the highest of fives. I even barked on the box with the gingerbreads in it – nothing. Apparently I’d die from eating them. I call BS on that one. If you would die from eating gingerbread, my masters would already be on their way to heaven… or more likely in the depths of hell. I mean they zerged the whole box like a hungry flock of locusts.

This morning I forced my female master with my super telepathic abilities to look at herself and just prepare some special candies for Tokki. I was watching her closely (from the chair, I cannot see anything from the ground) doing her magic and I was ready in case she would need any help with cutting or smashing. But she managed it all by herself, she just needed an expert to perform the last taste test.

Candies with carrots and apples passed the test and could be put into the oven. The whole time I was watching over them like a Gollum guarding his “precious” and I was waiting for the damn ladybug to go off, signaling the candies are prepared (the kitchen timer is shaped like a ladybug btw). It felt like an eternity but I patiently waited for my master to get back here and put the candies out.

It took literally forever and when they were out, I still had to wait another 30 minutes for them to cool down. I was sitting in the kitchen, without the lights on and the whole time I was drooling on the floor. Later when my female master came, she stepped into the puddle of my “anticipation”. She then removed her sock just to step into another puddle with her bare foot. I noticed she gave up and just spread my spit all around the kitchen. But it didn’t matter.

So meanwhile I was eating the candies, my female master had to clean up my mess in the kitchen… And that’s what I call justice!