Imagine our surprise, then, when we received a personal visit from the jolly man AND the Mrs., only hours before he was to begin his annual world-wide overnight toy/coal distribution.
Don't believe it? Just ask my nieces-- they were there-- and saw the whole thing!
And for THIS I do have photographic proof:
Amazing, isn't it?
And I'm sure you're dying to know about the eight tiny reindeer too.
Well, unfortunately, Prancer was out sick this year with a nasty bug, and Santa had to make a last minute replacement.
I am proud to have the exclusive scoop and to unveil the identity of the fill-in right here on my blog!
Drum roll please....
I hope you can handle this....
Here he is.....
Dumpy the web-toed reindeer!
1 comment:
Poor Baxter!
Don't feel sorry for him, Mandy...
That rotten dog scored more Christmas loot than any of us.
Of course, it was all just a big pile of fluff and punctured squeakers within five minutes of opening, but, he was.....
a happy dog.
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