I woke up Christmas morning a little later than normal (my Christmas gift to mom) and saw my stocking had been filled! Mom's stocking is the nerdy Harry Potter one (snort)
What the heck is in here?? Move over dad, I'm on the case. My mission is to find out what the hell is in my sock!!
HOLY CRAP!!! It's a Christmas Hedgie....only my favorite toy ever...and he's dressed for the holiday....
Now my Hedgie family is complete!
Now play with me!!!
I also got some yummy treats, but those weren't put under the tree. Apparently, a pug cannot be trusted with food/treats/chewies being at pug level. I'm not sure why Santa had to give mom my yummies, but he did. Mom said I have my "winter coat" on...aka extra weight, so know I've got to burn it off before more yummy things come my way. Isn't Santa fat?? I protest!!!
Was Santa good to you?