At this time of year, the humans make a huge fuss about Christmas. I can understand them wanting to have fun and eat lots of yummy food, but why do they all get so stressed about Christmas shopping? Anyone would think it was a matter of life or death.
Maybe it’s down to all those shouty guys on TV telling people to BUY stuff. ‘HURRY, HURRY, HURRY! BUY, BUY, BUY! DON’T MISS OUT! GRAB THOSE MUST-HAVE GIFTS BEFORE THEY GO! ORDER YOUR NEW SOFA NOW IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS!’ As if Christmas is all about having a swanky new sofa for Grandma to sit on. A sofa doesn’t need to be new to be comfy. Annabelle hasn’t bought a new sofa for years – she says there’s absolutely no point because we’d just ruin it straight away.
Annabelle gets really annoyed with the the shouty TV guys. Why doesn’t she just turn the television OFF? All she does is moan about it when it’s on, so why bother with it at all? I don’t get it.
As for Pearl, she’s only asked Santa to bring her a terrier puppy for Christmas! I was scandalised when she told me. ‘Don’t you know that dogs should never be given as presents?’ I said. ‘What d’you want a terrier puppy for, anyway? You won’t be able to look after it.’
I’m sorry to say that Pearl is getting quite spoilt. There are dogs who would give their eye teeth just to have a home of their own for Christmas. The new Greyhound Rescue Wales Sanctuary is a wonderful place – the kennels have proper beds and heat lamps, and each one has its own little ‘front yard’ – but it’s not the same as being in your very own home with your very own humans. Patch has been waiting more than a year for his forever home, and his Christmas poem says it all.
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR LOVELY READERS, FROM MILLIE, PEARL AND ANNABELLE