Dear Mr. Bettis –
Mommy read your letter to me. While my humans’ friends are great about sending treats and including Gretchie and me on the cards they send, this is my first letter, all to me! Gretchen enjoyed it too, but she just bounced around and raced here and there. (Why is it when she does that, it’s cute, but when I must restort to running and jumping inside to burn off this energy, the humans seem to brace themselves and fuss?)
I’m very glad you like the treats and I hope you’re able to steal some soon. Mommy instructed another friend to let her human kids open their gifts the moment they arrived. I hope that woman doesn’t put the gifts away until Christmas after they’re opened… Gretch and I get a broken bit of the same treats daily now, and they’re really good, so again, I hope you get some soon!
Oh, and your name and photo make you seem so dashing… Mommy said perhaps I should urge you to be a gentleman and share with the little girl dogs in your home. Me? I don’t mind sharing. Gretchen is so little that if she grabs hold to the other end of a toy, I can still walk around the house with her tugging and pulling like she’s really doing something. My favorite version of sharing though is to simply help myself to what Gretchen has if it looks or sounds fun.
Well, this is getting long, but no we don’t have that cold, white stuff around here. I want some. I like to eat it and snort it, and if we get enough, I bet Gretchen can make tunnels!
Oh – and I don’t know what the deal is about the special string Mommy calls yarn. It smells, oh how it smells, but I must admit that I haven’t crunched her fancy sticks in a long, long time.
Write again after you get some of those treats.
I don’t know how to shake…
PS – I actually sleep in the humans’ bed, but Mommy does keep a pile of towels at the front door and she rubs us down and wipes our feet when it’s icky outside.