Deer Santa Paws
Normally I am a good boy - I protekt the house and that woman from aliens and ghosts all year, and it's exhausting. I do a good job and in return I get kissies and scritchies from that woman and I get to sleep in her arms most of the night.
HOWEVER, it has come to my attenshun that once last week, when I was just exhausted from keeping the aliens away from the house, that I told mine baby brofur Nicholas that you did not exist. Now, I really did not mean it, I KNOW you is real. But he was annoying me and trying to chase me around the house, and I was so tired. Billy told him to stop because you were watching extra close, and I just blurted out that you was not real. It made Nicky and Billy cry. I is the oldest and wisest and the smartest, so they believed me. Please forgive me Santa, I KNOW you is real and I hope that you will reconsider the coal I am sure to get in mine stocking.
Your friend and bestest Meezer buddy
Samuel Alfonse (ELF-onse?) Meezer
PEE ESS: does you still like chocolate chip cookies? I will try and leave some milk out, but we are all tempted to drink it before you get here. How about some beer? Or maybe Vodka? we has LOTS of that in the house, that woman drinks alot.
PEE ESS ESS: Miles told me to tell you that mine statement about that woman drinking alot is not troo. I apologize to you and that woman for the lie. Maybe you can drop off a coal burning furnace with that load of coal I will be getting in mine stocking.
I KNEW HE WAS REAL!!!!!!!