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December 28, 2025 - My Second Letter to Santa

Dear Santa Paws...

Dawg!? I thought we were furriends! You see that picsha over on the left? Yeah, Dawg, take a good long look at dat. I was having the GREATEST day EVER! Mom got all my Christmas toys out and WOW: gingerbread men and candy canes were flying all over the HOUSE! Mom would throw one and I would go racing through the house to catch it and bring it back. I was having SO MUCH FUN, Dawg...

And that's when... IT HAPPENED.

Mom came over and picked me up. It was time for me to brush my teeth. She was telling me what a good boy I am. (Mom says stuff I already know. I love her and I pretend like I never heard her say it before, I shower her with kisses).

Mom was real happy, and that made ME happy.

As mom was squeezing poultry flavored toothpaste on my toothbrush she said:

"AppleJack, guess WHAT. I heard from Santa Paws! You know what he said?"

At that point, I had a mouth full of toothpaste, but I was real excited and managed to make a garbled noise that sounded like "WHAT!????"

Mom said,
"Santa Paws said he has all kinds of cute clothes for you this Christmas!"

Look up at that picsha again, Santa Paws.
It was taken the second after I heard about the clothes.

Thank the Good Lord Above, you brought me a couple toys, too. Being a good boy can be dull, yet I am always the best boy for my Mom.

I'm glad I didn't have to rethink our furriendship, Santa. You were one squeaky toy away from losing your good pal AJ. I've got enough sweaters, coats, hats, muscle shirts, harnesses and leashes.

And now I have... penguin onesie pajamas.
Santa Paws? You like livin' on the edge, Dawg?

Love,
AJ

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