Dear Santa,

I've been bad. All year. I give Mom the stink eye. I'm constantly making her let me in. And out. And back in. And back out. (Why won't she leave the doggie door open in 30 degree weather? It feels fine to me!!!!) I try to steal my brother's food and then pout when she yells at me. I never shut up. I sulk when she makes me come inside. I sulk when she throws me out. I wake her up before she's ready to be woken up (and she is NOT a "morning person", let me tell ya!!!!). And I like to snuggle up on her bed when I'm wet & muddy.

But who cares? She loves me anyway & gives me anything I want so take that, fat man in a silly red suit!!!!!

freddie
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Dear Santa,

Mommy says I've been good so I guess I have! (She also says I'm her gentle giant but there are lots of dogs bigger than me - I've just never met any of them!) I don't really need anything for Christmas because she takes pretty good care of me. The only thing I can think to ask for (my Daddy back) is something you can't give. Just maybe say a few prayers for me because she says I'm going to get "groomed" next week & I don't know what that is. Please tell me it's not like going to the V-E-T and especially not like getting neutered!!!!!!!

Oh and if you could make my little brother shut up, I'd really appreciate it!!!!


Sebastian