Twas The Night Before Christmas

Merry Christmas Ebe

 I fought I wood share wif yeu
my berry furst ornaments...

gibben teu my by
Cousins Louie and Sophie.

 The photographer habbs really failed me.

These pickshers deu naught due justiss teu 

the beauty ob these ornaments...

and yeu can naught tell that

 my bone ornament says
Good Dog
on one side and
Reufus 
on the odder...
and the Golden
habbs jeweled looking sbarkles.

 I deu lubbs them berry much,
and they are
MY berry furst ornaments
on the tree

where my brothers and sister are
well rebresented.
Yeu gotta all so lubbs
my new magnet fur the trolley...
I haff inbested a lot
ob time and training
in that ole woman,
butt I amb habby teu tell the whirled...
she's worf it.
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Teuday habbs been
a berry relacksed day.

 Whee did some wrabbing ob pressies.
Whee did go on a short trolley ride.

Whee did some telebision whatching.
Whee did some agility.
Whee did go on a nice walky.

And then teunight...
Whee did go teu
Casa De Herd
fur
Christmas Ebe Dinner
wif fambily and friends.

 It whas fun teu see
Cousins Dylan, Cane, Buddy and Atlas,
and berry mose ob all...
my Uncle Tom.

Then when whee came home,
the Mom fought it might be clebber

fur me teu model  

the entire colleckshun ob
Christmas hats. 

 Here I amb an
Elf.

Please.
I habb druther be a
reindeer.

I really deu naught so much mind
wearing the hats...

I amb juss a little tired right now

and there are at least
teu duzzen wardrobe changes
in the Christmas chest.

 For chewnuttly,
the Mom fought whee shood
sabe sum fur the morrow.
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And now whee haff hung
our stockings

 not by the shim knee

on a counta whee deu naught haff one

butt juss on the millwork in the libbing reum

where there iss a good blayce teu hang them.

 Thiss iss a close ub ob
my stocking.
That R iss short fur
Reufus,
and naught Rowdy.

 Lass year when Santa came by

 he lebt his bag.

I hobes yeu deu naught mind,
butt I listed yeur name wif Santa
ass my character witness.
Cubber me, blease?
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Night Night... Sweet Dreams... Sugar Plums