The place is a ridiculous sight. You would think we lived at the North Pole and I was a reindeer. Try as she might, Mommy cannot help herself. Two Christmas trees, Carolers on the mantle, baking baking baking. Who does she think is going to eat all these cakes and cookies? She won't eat it because it might have a calorie and aside from a morsel on the floor, I get nothing. I tell you what I can't stand-she has a stuffed Grinch doll and Max the dog. They sit on the bed. They are just asking to be torn up and taken out the dog door. Those beady eyes, those furry feet, it's just more than I can handle and share my bed with-Mommy's bed, that is. It's enough to make me think twice before eating a beggin strip. I just watch Mommy run around like an elf and laugh to myself at her.
Ho Ho Ho yourself Mommy. Take a chill pill.
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