Saturday, December 22, 2007
I know it is getting late, with only a few days left before Christmas, so I thought I would finally write my letter to Santa. Don't worry about him getting it in time. I'm going to email it.
I have been giving this a lot of thought, this being my first real Christmas. I have to be very careful about what I ask for. I want Santa to like me. Many ask Santa to bring world peace, so I won't ask for that, although it would be great if he could do it. Many ask Santa to end world hunger, so I won't ask for that either, although it would be great if he could do it. It's not that I don't want these things, I do. It's just that they have been asked for over and over by millions of people every year and we still don't have them, so I figured that Santa is not responsible for bringing these things, we are. I mean people are. Not us pets. We are responsible for bringing the same thing Santa does -- happiness, joy, and fun into people's lives. Our job is to make people smile, and we are great at that!
That said, let's get down to business.
SANTAStop hanging around, and pay attention!!
Finally, somebody who will listen.
(Look at these two on the left. They think they're pretty cool. Especially the one with his nose up in the air. He thinks that he is a big deal just because he has a red blankie. Well, I have news for him! I have a red blankie, too, and mine's a lot bigger than that.)
Sorry, I was distracted. Anyway, here is my toy basket, with most, but not all, of my toys in it. (My Mom finally picked them up off the floor today. I'll put them back where they are supposed to be when I have time.) As you can see, I do have quite a lot of toys, so I really don't need any more. Besides, my favorite toy is an empty 16.9 ounce plastic water bottle. They are crunchy and make a terrific noise. None of my other toys can make that sound.
Finally, here is my letter.
My name is Koobuss and I am a wire fox terrier. I am just over one year old. I have a great home with people who love me dearly and there is nothing that I need. There are two things that I would like to have. I want an endless supply of bully sticks, and I want my mom to take me for more walks. That's all I want, Santa. More bully sticks and more walks. If I could have these two things, I would be very happy and I would not bother you again any more for at least a year. Thank You. Kiss, Kiss.
Love and Lots of Koobuss Kisses,
pee ess Thank You Santa for what you did for me last year when I was just a little puppy. It is at this time of year that you brought me to my family here. They and I will be forever grateful. I love you, Santa. (While you are at it, will you please see what you can do for all my less fortunate homeless furry friends out there and for the Blaineville wires. Thanks again.)