Please, Christmas, don't be late!

Dear Santa, I was really, really good this year. You can see in the back of the picture that I even made my bed.

So please, bring me a kitten, a bunny, a squirrel, three big bones, some French fries and a bowl of pasta.

Thank you. See you next week. I promise, I won't bark at you, when I see you.

Love, Ellie

Baby, it's cold outside!

No allowed outside today.

So apparently, if one does not put on a sweater and refuses to wear a coat, one is only allowed to watch the squirrels and the birds from the inside and cannot play outside.

Cannot begin to tell you how BORED I am, but I'd rather sit in the warm house than have the other dogs laugh at me in my stupid jacket. I have gotten so good at playing paralyzed puppy, when they try to put the coat on me, that they have now given up.

So the weather outside is frightful and my coat is stupid and not delightful, and since there no way to play, in  I stay, in I stay, in I stay.