Christmas

After hauling Santa's sleigh all over the planet in one night, the reindeer deserve some time off and a bit of pampering.

Ahhhhh! Christmas is over for another year. I've played with my new catnip toy and ate my weight in turkey.

For me? Really? Oh, you shouldn't have. Okay, you should. Woof!

So this is the big night, huh? Tell me again why I can't drink the milk.

Let's see -- if I go to sleep right here tonight I should be able to wake up and catch Santa in the act. He's my hero.

Oooo, look -- something shiny! And there's something else shiny! And more shiny!

You know this whole Christmas thing, particularly the gift wrapping part, would go a whole lot easier and faster if I only had thumbs.

All I want for Christmas is to have you as my alpha dog. Oh, and belly rubs. And Snausages.