A lighthearted tribute to Max, our mom's 16 year old psychotic Bischon Frise. Lyrics, vocal, and "panting" by my sister Cindy.

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A lighthearted tribute to Max, our mom's 16 year old psychotic Bischon Frise. Lyrics by my sister Cindy. The part of Max sung and "panted" by Cindy. Our mom plays herself.

Dog tags ring, are you listenin'?
In the lane, snow is glistenin'.
It's yellow, NOT white...I've been there tonite,
Markin' up my winter wonderland.

Smell that tree? That's my fragrance.
It's a sign for wand'rin' vagrants;
"Avoid where I pee, that's MY pro-per-ty!
Marked up as my winter wonderland."

In the meadow they will build a snowman,
following the classical design.
Then I'll lift my leg and let it go Man,
So all the world will know it's mine-all-mine!

Straight from me to the fencepost,
flows my natural incense boast;
"Stay off my TURF, this small piece of earth,
I marked it as my winter wonderland."

Gettin' old and I'm too fat.
Got arthritis, I can't chase cats.
I can't hear, I can't see, but boy, can I pee,
Markin' up my winter wonderland.

If there's food, I'll be whinin'
The whole time you are dinin'.
My breath smells like fish... That'll ruin your dish.
Welcome to my winter wonderland.

In the den they're workin' on the tree man,
Puttin' presents all around the floor.
I'll be droppin' presents when they leave man,
As soon as they have all walked out the door.

Later on I'll conspire
As I pee by the fire,
"I thought you should know I thought the carpet was snow.
I was markin' up my winter wonderland."
"I swear I didn't know, I thought the carpet was snow!
I was markin' up my winter wonderland."