
So she's unsure if Santa Claus will bring me any presents. Phew on her. I have been a sweet angel all year long aside from . . .
1. Barking relentlessly at the neighbor's parrot that squawks in the backyard. In my mind, we sound like Sonny and Cher (I'm Cher because we have the same hair) but my mommy doesn't appreciate our duets.
2. Pacing the house at all hours of the night when it's raining. This drives my mommy nuts because my long girly nails clickitty-clack on the wood floors keeping her awake. This hasn't happen much since it was the worst drought on record for Texas but it still make my mommy grumpy!
3. Growling at my mommy when she's trying to clean the food out of my beard. Why does she insist on taking my snacks for later???
4. Laying on her new couch. What? It's not for me? Who else would it be for if I'm home 24/7?
5. Fighting with my sister over food. Have you seen my sister? She's on a diet, so she doesn't need the extra treats!
6. Chewing on my mommy's wood trim during the thunderstorms. Didn't I mention rain makes me very, very nervous! The chewing takes my mind off the scary thunder but make my mommy super mad! She doesn't understand why I won't chew on the million toys sprawled around the house. I don't have to explain myself, she lives at my house not vice versa!
Anyways, Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
PS. Mommy said if I bark at Santa Claus, I will scare him and his reindeer away so I'll get no presents! No Barking??? I hope his reindeer poop all over my mommy's garden gnomes!