Dear Santa....
I know it's my first year with this new family, but if you could please bring me a dog bed that actually fits my 50 pound frame (and growing!) because I'm sick and tired of squeezing my big ass into the one that fits the 6 pound dog.
Granted, these new parents of mine have never encountered a big dog before, let alone had one live with them...But GET A CLUE!
It's cold outside and I need a warm, cozy spot to lay my head each night and while this little bed suffices for the head...I'd prefer if my whole body fit on it.
I don't mean to complain and I'm thankful that everyone seems to adore me, including the grumpy guy who apparently didn't want me to begin with....He's come around nicely especially given that my mom didn't regard the fact that he's allergic to me. And I don't fully understand "human" yet but I'm pretty sure I heard Mom say he was lying about that...Anyways, I'm happy for the family, the kids who smother me in kisses and hugs, and the parents who seem to really enjoy my quiet side. If you could just provide the bed, I'm good...
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