How My Jingleballs Saved Christmas

When your brand-new kind-of puppy comes along with his own alien handler. Tabitha: My best friend gives me her adorable alien puppy. She won't say why, but I suspect her crabby cat, lovingly nicknamed Satanic Sheila by me, wants to eat him.He's got the face only a mother could love. Poor little scrawny thing just shivers and shakes and buries his little face deep into my cleavage to hide. I have to ignore the strange barking noises that sound more like a man motorboating.Beloc: Her pet isn't an alien dog-he's my brother.Punished for a short time to navigate Earth, a species he publicly deemed no better than pets-what better punishment than to become a pet himself trapped in a shapeshifting change?Except J'ngal finds the most attractive, luscious female on the planet. He has access to her home, her body, her conversations. As a beloved pet, he gets to see her dress, watch her shower, tag along on all her dates. All the things I want to do and can't.Two can play at that game.Other books in this An Otherworldly Christmas series:How My Krynch Saved Christmas - Sandra R NeeleyHow My Alien Saved Christmas - Liz PaffelHow My Jingleballs Saved Christmas - Rena Marks