We came back last night from spending the Thanksgiving holidays at my parents' house. As usual, we left with our car loaded to bursting with all the stuff my parents sent home with us: leftovers, garage sale finds and my old books, toys & whatnot.
One of the treasures I took back this trip was a small cardboard box filled with vintage pocket-sized children's books. One of the books was Happiness Is A Warm Puppy by Charles Schulz. I opened it up & saw this page: