In my last post, I mentioned that mom mentioned some dude named "Santa". It seems some of you already know about Santa, so I had to find out.
Me: "Mom who is Santa?"
Mom: "Santa is a jolly man who lives at the North Pole, he delivers toys to good little girls and boys and puppies on Christmas."
Me: "Soooo, he brings me toys?? Sweet!"
Mom: "But you have to be GOOD....
Me: "Oh, I can do that!"
Mom: "Mmm hmm...then drop the kitty out of your mouth...."
Me: "Oh, that...it was a mouth hug! Yeah, that's it!"
Mom: "And the sock..."
Me: "Hmmm..this is going to be harder than I thought...."
So now mom has me being super-duper good, any time I THINK about doing anything, like running around with her underpants she says "Santa is watching you!" Dang it! This is totally crimping my style!
Mom said that she may even try to get my photo made with Santa! He's going to be at Petsmart, but I hate Petsmart, so mom's checking in to see if Santa will be stopping by Petco. I might be able to handle that. I'm going to have to have a chat with him about this whole "good" thing and what exactly it entales. I don't think it involves socks or kitties.
I think I'm going to have to adjust my Timemachine Thursday post tomorrow to travel to the North Pole instead....