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Tag Archives: letter to Santa
Songs for the seaonally challenged ~ Afterthought
To the tune of Santa Baby… Santa baby, I’d like to have a quick word or two, With you, Now you’ve not much to do, Santa baby, My Christmas stocking felt a bit light… Santa honey, I know that you … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged blackmailing Santa, humour, kissing Mommy underneath the mistletoe, letter to Santa
25 Comments
Ani’s Advent Invitation: A letter from Sonu Singh …and a poem from Ritu Bhathal
So… we finally got snow and everything is looking all Christmassy. The trouble is, according to my friends, many of our two-legses think we should look all Christmassy too! And it isn’t just dogs… even cats get tortured! Mind, it … Continue reading
Ani’s Christmas
Dear Santa, just a little note About the Christmas tree… All garlanded with tennis balls And all of them for me! There was a little squeaky pup That makes a lot of noise, A rope we can play tug games … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Dogs, Photography
Tagged humour, letter to Santa, poetry, small dog, thank you letter
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Ani’s Advent – A short list #UKBA17
Dear Santa, on my Christmas list There isn’t much at all… A bit of cheese, a turkey slice… Perhaps a tennis ball… I’m hoping that you’ll bring me those, But if not, that’s okay. She’ll make sure I don’t go … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Dogs, Humour, Poetry
Tagged christmas list, letter to Santa, small dog
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Ani’s advent – A request
Dear Santa, I have got to say The weather’s not too good. Okay for certain men in red Who always wear a hood… It’s not so good for soggy dogs Who come back dripping wet, With tangled ears and muddy … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent – Betrayed
Dear Santa, Me and her are no longer on speaking terms. She’s really done it this time. This is serious stuff. I may go into a decline. It all started yesterday, when she stripped all the covers off my sofa. … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent – Ho, Ho, Oh!
Dear Santa, we went for a walk As soon as it got dark, Instead of heading for the fields We went up to the park. We wandered through the village streets And saw the fairy lights They twinkle just like … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Dogs, Photography, Poetry
Tagged children, fake Santa, letter to Santa, magic, party
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Ani’s Advent – Dangerous
Dear Santa, After the whole mince pie thing yesterday, I started thinking about all the things that are ‘not allowed’. There are lots of them if you are a dog, you know. My two-legs has a few … like I’m … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent – the mince pie mystery
Dear Santa, We’ve sort of established that human two-legses are weird, right? Well, what about this whole mince pie thing they do every Christmas? “I’ll have to make some mince pies,” she says. My ears pricked up at that!In my … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent – Too old for Christmas?
Dear Santa, I hope things are going well up there at the North Pole. I’m getting a bit worried here. When she came home, finally, from another of her trips, we were sat cuddling and sharing her dinner on the … Continue reading