Santa Forgot Me!
I asked Santa for Squinton Squirrell and I got him on Christmas morning. Mom and I were running and I saw Squinton. I chased him up a barb wire fence, and Santa made Squinton fall right down in front of me. My nose nuzzled in his fur, it was soft and cozy. I just love Squinton. I don’t know why mom screamed and scared Squinton almost out of his skin. It was the best. I decided that if Santa could deliver Squinton to me like that on Christmas, perhaps he could do it every day if I went and lived with him. I revised my list today and asked Santa to come back and get me. I promised Santa I would be one of his reindeer. I’ve sat by the fireplace all day.