Santa brought me a TOY! (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! Ojo here!

Christmas took FOREVER to come!

(Although head rubs made waiting better.)

And then it was Christmas! And Santa had come!

But we STILL had to WAIT! The people wanted to finish a silly puzzle BEFORE opening presents! Can you imagine?!?!

I waited and waited and waited.

And finally it was time!

There were stockings with yummies in them! But even better, there was a present under the tree with my name on it! It said "To Ojo, From Santa!"

Cobi needs help opening her presents, but not ME! I can open them all by myself! And inside my present was a TOY!

Santa listened to me! I was Good! I got a Toy!

Cobi did too! Hers has long fur because her favourite toys all have long fur so she can suckle and love them!

But not mine! Mine has funny crinkly stuff inside, and it also has a squeaker!

Look! I got a TOY! Thank you Santa!!!

Did Santa come for you? What did YOU get???

Snow!!! (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! Ojo here!

We found SNOW!!!

(What? Is there something on my face?)

It is much easier to wait for Santa when there is SNOW to play in!

Santa is coming soon!What are YOU doing while you wait for Santa?

Fixed? Oh no! I mean, oh... good... (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! Ojo here!

You fixed my toy??

Oh NO!

I mean, oh good. Thank you. Really. I am so excited that you fixed my toy. Now Santa will not need to bring me a new one. This is great. Really. (Sigh.)

Okay...

Actually, it's kind of fun. I really do like this toy!

But just don't tell Santa, okay? I still want NEW toys for Christmas! Please?

Another dead toy! (by Ojo)

Dear Santa,

Another toy had an accident! Please bring new toys for Christmas!

Thank you, I love you!
Ojo

A toy story! (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! Ojo here!

I was very clever! Look what I did to my toy! I made it dead!

I did it for a very good reason! Let me tell you why...

It started with these things. They appeared on the wall!

This is very exciting! This means that SANTA is coming!

The little one belongs to Cobi, and the big one is MINE!

I started getting excited thinking about all the things Santa could put into my big stocking! Bones! Treats! And, of course, TOYS!!

But then my person said to me, "Ojo, you do not need any more toys. You and Cobi already have twenty-gazillion toys. They are everywhere. You do not need any more."

I reminded my person that we love toys!

And she said, "Yes Ojo, I know you do, but you do not need any more."

Hm. This is not good.

Look here. This is me and Cobi chewing on our toys. See how much we love our toys? And see how gentle we are with them?

We are very Good. We take good care of our toy-friends! Our toys last forever! We suck on them and chew on them, and we play tug with our person, and we make them squeak! But friends, all of our toys are in very good condition, and almost all of the squeakers still work!

Because we are very good and very gentle with our toys!

But wait.

This is why we do not get NEW toys!

So I had an idea... A very perfect, perfectly naughty, but perfectly perfect idea...

I deaded my toy!

I took all the guts out! I pulled out the squeaker! I pulled out the plastic bit and chewed it in half!

(This is the first time I have deaded a toy in ages and ages! I forgot how satisfying it was!)

Aren't I clever! Now Santa will have to bring me a new toy!

Wait, what did you say Cobi? Deading a toy is naughty?? And Santa doesn't come for naughty Dogs?

No, that cannot be right. Santa will come for Clever Dogs! And that's me! I am a very Clever Dog!

Dear Santa,
My toy is Dead.
For Christmas please bring me a new toy. And bones. And treats.
Thank you. I love you!
- Ojo.