Horrors so scary--But instead of biting my neck in two, the big wolf gives me a gentle kiss. "Oh you are the lovely Scottish Princess that I've heard so much about," he says. "Please forgive me sweet Princess"

"Only if you join my Royal Scottish Tartan Army and help me save the day in Iraq," I replied, never forgetting my important mission. Luckily I had plenty of spare chocolate Chanukah gelt for my hungry friend so everyone was happy.