Today I got to go meet Santa! I was a little bit surprised that he came to California to visit, especially with Christmas so close. It does make me wonder about his work ethic. Those poor elves are up there freezing and working around the clock while he’s sitting here in a park in California. Still, I did want to meet him.
Mom told me he was here in the neighborhood, and it was my chance to go tell him what I wanted for Christmas. Since Rico doesn’t like to leave the house, and Atlas doesn’t like to walk very far, I had to take their lists with me, too.
When we got there, I was the only furry kid there. Tons of two-legged kids were there asking for dumb things, so I had to wait patiently in line to be able to ask for good stuff. I made sure to cover the list in my head before I got my turn.
I think Santa liked that he didn’t have to give me a candy cane. Mom told me to pose which I did, and Santa said I was very well-behaved, and I should get what I want for Christmas. Of course, I knew that, but it was good for him to say it aloud.
I told him that Rico wants more chicken and apple jerky treats, just like he told me. I told him Atlas wanted a full-time petter and unlimited pupaccinos from Dutch Brothers, and he said both were unlikely, but that Atlas could get lots of petting and lots of pupaccinos. I gave him my list which included jumbo or monster-size bully sticks and lots of nosework practice and events to enter. He said he was pretty sure those wishes would be granted.
On the walk home, Mom assured me that Santa was heading back to the North Pole to get back to work and that he was not a total slacker. She reminded me that he would have to be sure that the bully sticks got on the sleigh. That made me feel better.