Dear Santa,
I would like:
A little brother, but not the annoying kind.
More toys, so I can watch mommy put them all away.
More blankets, so I can drag them all over the house.
More clothes added to the pile on the floor...it's not big enough for me yet.
For that yorkie upstairs to stop pouncing on me whenever he sees me.
For my cousin Koby to stop stealing my toys and showing off because he is bigger.
To gain a couple of pounds so I can finally go to the big dog side at the park.
For mommy to stop taking my blankets and wraping them up-- I sat on them, they're mine!
For daddy to stop making that funny noise when he sleeps...it keeps me awake.
For mommy to stop spraying me with stuff... I'm not a girl.
More pj's.. what? real dogs have pj's.
More treats...but not these heathy ones mommy's making. I want the good stuff! Fat, beef, chicken.
For mommy and daddy to stop eating all the food and leave some for me. I never get a plate at dinner!
For me to have my own spot at the table.
Thanks ever so much,
Your faithful believer,
The ever to adorable,
The very manly,
Mr. Biggs |