Thats Nalla and me with Santa Paws. Nalla didn’t know who Santa Paws is so I had to explain to her. I really didn’t know either until just recently. Everybody tells the story a little differently, but here’s what I’ve managed to figure out…
Every year around this time this fat guy named Santa Paws puts on his red pajamas and goes around the world giving out treats to good kids like me. All year long he watches us and keeps a list of who’s good and who’s bad. If we’re bad we don’t get any treats. But if we’re good we get lots of toys and treats. That’s all I really know.
He officially makes his rounds on Christmas Eve, but this weekend when we were at PetSmart we saw him. He must have been there shopping for treats for me because he knows that’s my favorite store. He sat us on his lap and asked what we want for Christmas. So I told him I want a new blue bumpy bone like the one Nalla keeps taking away from me, a bag of Chicken Poppers, a bag of Chicken Chips, and a giant Kong stuffed with other treats. I told him where everything is so he shouldn’t have trouble finding them. He said he’ll see what he can do.
I don’t think Nalla’s going to get anything because she’s always naughty. The only time she’s not getting into trouble is when she’s sleeping. So I’m sure she must be on Santa’s naughty list. But I’ve been very good, so I’m going to get everything I asked for.
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