Letter to Santa

Dear Santa Paws,

First, let me make it clear that the above photo was one of our Mom's "jokes"; we are both really good dogs, and if anyone is getting coal in their stocking, it should probably be Mom for calling into question the character of my rambunctious, enthusiastic and fun-loving sister.  (Me, of course I'm nice.  That goes without saying.)  Okay, I'm kidding about putting coal in Mom's stocking - she's a good Mom, even if she insists on getting pictures of us wearing antlers and Yoda ears and whatnot.

We are really lucky dogs; we get lots of walks, lots of treats, lots of frisbee time, and we have two doting servants parents who cater to our every whim need.  So while we could always use more bully sticks, frisbees and snow, if you'd prefer to drop our goodies at an animal rescue shelter, please do so, as they need presents more than we do.  We'll just cajole our parents into getting us more bully sticks and frisbees.  Although we think our Dad would REALLY like it if you could convince your elves to shovel the driveway if you bring us any snow!

We hope your reindogs enjoy the cookies and liver treats we've left for them!  Sorry about eating your cookies.  And Mom would have left a wee dram of something out for you, but we were worried the Utah Skyway Patrol might pull you over for DPUI - delivering presents under the influence, and no one drinks milk here, but there's some orange juice in the fridge you are welcome to!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

PeeEss:  For those of you who do not know that reindogs actually pull Santa's sleigh, go check out Mogley's blog to get the full story.

Letters to Santa

Dear Santa,

I can explain. Really, I can. I used to be a Very Good Dog.

And then my parents brought home this puppy monster. She started off all cute and stuff, but she quickly grew to be large and unmanageable.

I try VERY HARD to be a good dog, but a girl has to keep puppy monsters in line, right? Hopefully that won’t count against me.

For Christmas, I would very much like some jumbones, some toys that my sister does not immediately steal from me and destroy, and some bully sticks. However, since my parents and grandparents spoil me, if you’d rather drop my goodies off at a needy dog shelter, that would work, too.

We had to forgo the traditional milk, as no one here drinks milk (and we’d offer you single malt scotch, but I’d hate for the Utah Skyway Patrol to pull you over for DPUI (delivering presents under the influence) but we have some high-quality dog cookies for your Reindogs. Safe travels, Santa!

Merry Christmas!
-Fiona

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Dear Santa,

Um. I was a puppy for 94.7% of this year. I think that explains everything.

I would like lots of stuffies with squeakers, things to chew on, and my sister to let me have equal sit-by-Mom time. Right now my sister hogs the space right next to Mom; she’s there ALL THE TIME, and I’d like to be able to sit next to Mom, too, occasionally.

Thanks!

-Abby

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Merry Christmas to all of our family and friends throughout the world!

*kissey face*

-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

PeeEss: Santa, thanks for all the snow you sent us, via Tank's request! Mom might need some more towels, if you haven't gone shopping for her yet....