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DEAR SANTA PAWS: Holiday Wish Lists from our Mutts Tiller and Scout (via author person Jayne)


Dear Santa Paws,

Scout and Tiller waiting for Santa Paws
to visit. 
     After a delicious turkey dinner a few weeks ago, we curled up with our people and watched Miracle on 34th Street. If you are not familiar with that movie, Kris Kringle answered Susan Walker’s letter and gifted her a house. That gave us an idea. We would like to wake up to a new yard on Christmas morning. A big one, where we can run and run and run, and when our people throw the ball it doesn’t fly over the neighbors’ fence and we sometimes have to wait THREE days for them to throw it back. And if it had nice thick green grass, that would be great.  Right now, we only have mud (our person says it’s because we run around too much, but if we had a big yard that wouldn’t be a problem.) Maybe, if it’s not too much to ask, you could throw in a pool, too, so we can jump in and cool off on a hot-hot-hot summer day. If that doesn’t work out, a supply of Himalayan Dog Treats made with Yak Milk are our favorite things to chew on. Oh, and if you have any extra balls, could you throw a few in our stockings? We love balls. A pup can never have too many balls. (Especially when our people keep throwing them over the fence!)

     Don’t forget the dogs in the shelters. Please give them families for Christmas.

     Happy Paw-li-days to you and your mutts,

     Tiller and Scout

     PS. We promise not to bark like banshees when you come down the chimney. We think we may have scared you last year, but we were just puppies and, well, you kinda scared us!

About the Authors:
Tiller and Scout are two mutts rescued by Jayne Ormerod and her husband. They live in a cottage by the Chesapeake Bay, but are not big fans of the water...or the sand. They love food, playing ball, morning zoomies, laying in the sun, and rolling in the mud. 



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