It’s me, your favorite Malamute in the whole wide world- Rumpy!
Now I know it’s crunch time for you and the elves, but I wanted to say hello, and ask if it’s not too much trouble, could you bring me a new squeaky toy? You see, I deaded mine, and I am sad.
I love you Santa!
June Buggie here, the coolest cat in the Cosmos!
For Christmas this year, I’ve decided to forego little things that are here today and gone tomorrow. While it’s true that I enjoy a good catnip high, it seems to be over before you know it.
I think this year you should give me what I want most- fame and fortune. I mean, if a cat with a perpetual frown can make money off a cheesy Christmas movie, surely a cat of my talents could do so much more. Don’t you agree? Of COURSE you do!
So please leave the contract in my stocking. I’ll do the rest.
I’ve seen a good deal of misery this past year.
I’ve also seen a lot of love.
You see, for every time I’ve had to intervene with a family because somebody wasn’t doing right, there were others- family, friends, neighbors, even strangers- who stepped up to the plate to help those children have a better life.
It’s that outpouring of love that lets me know that, despite all the misery we see in the world, there is still a whole lot of good out there, if only we look for it. It’s kinda like experiencing the joy of Christmas year ’round.
So all I am asking of you this year, Santa, is that you keep bringing that joy to the world, because that’s what keeps me going.
Much love to you,