Santa came to our house this morning and gave me a hat
Santa came to our house this morning and gave me a hat. I tried to stay awake. I have always wanted to meet Santa. But I must have fallen asleep in front of the fireplace. When I woke up my stocking was full and Santa was gone.
Perhaps Santa is really a cat. How will he get down our chimney? There is a piece of glass in front of the screen and the fireplace burns gas.
Santa brought me a catnip toy last year. And for that I am very grateful. This year when I wrote Santa I asked a Santa hat. Mrs. Hodges wrote it for me. I am so thankful I have such a nice typist.
Perhaps this year I will give her a bonus. Tomorrow morning when I go outside for my morning walk I will look for a small field mouse. Cats like to show affection to humans by bring them a dead mouse. If I can’t find one I will sit on her lap and purr.
I hope you have a nice Christmas. I am.
I just have to find a sunbeam.
All my best
p.s. I have a regular writing column at The Write Practice. Here is my latest article. Always Save the Cat in a Story
p.s.s What did you ask Santa for this year? Please tell me in the comments. I would love to hear from you.
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About Pooh Hodges
I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.