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.