Sorry I didn’t write yesterday, I was a little busy guarding the balcony from the squirrels. Then I had to take a couple naps. I’m really a great coonhound! I bay at the squirrels and try to chase the cats; I can reach my own treats in the table when I want them…oh wait, um.. I’m sorry! I really do try to be a good girl! It’s my nose! It’s a curse I tell you! I was trying to play with the squirrels, yeah, that’s it! And I was just making sure Mom’s bike was working-that’s why I chewed on her pedal!
So, I guess I won’t be getting anything from you Santa. I don’t think it’s fair we have to be good all year! I can be good for like 10 whole minutes; shouldn’t that count?!? If I could make a list I’d put treats, and squeaky toys, and treats, and squeaky toys, and maybe something fun to put my food in, and treats….wait, I think I said that one already.
Please forgive me Santa,
Your delightfully playful Coonhound Daisy
A quick note from Mom:
Santa, both of the girls have been very good this year. Bella has grown up so much and I am so proud. Daisy might get into things a bit, but she keeps me laughing and that is good enough for me! I hope you remember them on your trip this year.