We had a package of these really cheap crappy tiny puppy stocking on our tree growing up. Every year they would come out of the box and Mom would complain that they were crap and couldn't we not use them this year? And every year Todd and I would throw fits because THE TREE HAS TO HAVE THE PUPPY STOCKINGS!. When Marc and I moved out, we inherited them and they've decked our halls ever since. I think there is only one left, though. Hello tiny crappy puppy stocking.