I took Lily to get her picture taken with Santa today... I was not prepared at all. I realized right before we were leaving that all her Christmas clothes were in storage so she didn't even have a cute outfit. She wasn't feeling it either. She knew this Santa wasn't the real thing. The poor lady (I mean Santa) was trying so hard... she even moved the rug and tried to give her treats. I had to drag her to get close to her. I had the dog version of the crying kid on Santa's lap!
Lily was exhausted from her big deceitful day and was one pooped puppy when we got back in the car.
It's ok, pup. The real Santa knows if you've been bad or good... so be good for goodness sake!
The Santas of Christmas Past.