Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Santa John Mayer!

I was a good little dog this year. The girl promised me that if I was a good little dog then Santa John Mayer might just come through the tub drain to make me a grilled cheese sandwich for Christmas.

I know, I know. The girl will say anything to get us to be good, but she would know about John Mayer since she owns the most John Mayer t-shirts and went to the most John Mayer concerts of everyone I know. She would know. I was good all day yesterday and all day today.

I stood between Santa John Mayer's legs to make sure he knew how to make a grilled cheese sandwich. Pipey seemed pretty excited about it.







Santa John Mayer put my Newman's organic kibbles on the sandwich so it would be nutritionally fortified for dogs. That John Mayer is pretty smart. He also used mustard. The girl likes mustard so I probably should like it as well.






Then Santa John Mayer cut my grilled cheese sandwich into manageable bits for eating. That was smart. I didn't want to have to take a big piece of sandwich to the living room to eat. Pipey rushes me when I have big pieces of sandwich and I like to eat in peace.






My sandwich was delicious and glorious. And just like that, Santa John Mayer left.

I will never doubt the girl again.

Merry Doodlemas!

-- Felicity

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