Dear Santa Pawz,
Mom sez I am berry brave 2 be writing 2 you but I kin 'splain.
See, I thought she hidz some parsley in da bottom of da potted plantz--thatz why I dug 'em up. And I thoughtz her hairs needed trimmed--thatz why I chewed on em while we wuz suppoze 2 be takin' a napz. (And if it countz, when she wokez upz, she sed she didz needa trim but she really didn't want bangz.) And I chewed tha comfy-ter cos, well... I don't really have a reason fer dat one yet. And I bit-ted my mom'z roomie'z boyfriend but Mom sed she really din't kare aboutz dat one; I don't thinkz she likez him berry much.
Here'z my do-goody list:
1)I let da man take pikturez of me and mom wif out 2 much fuss.
2)I only skared Sara Boxer Dawg three timez.
I thinkz I have been berry good considering. So herez whut I'd like for Crimmus:
1)lots and lotsa parsley
2)a home for all da kritters dat don't have one
3)more parsley
4)some more yougurty drops
5)the whole banana-not just the once in awhile piece that mom givez me
6)more parsley
7)to play wif Hoppy and Faith
8), 9), & 10) more parsley
Thankz you Mizzer Santa Pawz.
Luv,
Sophie Bunny
[ November 26, 2001: Message edited by: zippy-kat ]
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