Izzy’s letter to Santa

Dear Santa

This is my first-ever letter to you, although I will soon be 8.

I was a racing dog until the age of 5 ½ when I came to live with mummy.  I was still settling in during our first Christmas together and, last year, you might remember that we had our photo taken together. 

Back then, I just thought you were a guy that was over-dressed for a warm summer day.  I wasn’t sure about sitting next to you but that’s what mummy wanted and so I did it to make her happy. 

Then someone told me that you are the one who brings presents at Christmas.

So I’m writing because for Christmas I’d like a bed; I already have a bed – this one is for mummy.

You see, I don’t think there’s enough room for both of us in my bed.  When mummy is in bed with me in the hot weather,  I get too hot.  So I’d like another bed for mummy.

But there isn’t enough room in our bedroom for another bed and I do like sleeping close to mummy so I was hoping you could arrange to make the bedroom bigger, too.

Now I know I’m asking for a lot, but everyone says that you are really good at what you do – getting around the world in one night and leaving everyone presents.  And it isn’t like you’ve heard from me for the last 7 years.  That should count for something.

I have faith in you, Santa. 

You got this.



One response to “Izzy’s letter to Santa

  1. Izzy you are lucky to be able to sleep in bed with your mom. I am not allowed. But I do have my own space and my own sleeping bag. Also my own spot in front of the woodstove

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