Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been a very good writer this year. I've barely killed off any characters (and all of those were important to the plot or evil). I've let the happily ever afters abound. I have worked very hard to stop using the word 'just' every other sentence and I met all...okay, most... well, some... all right! a couple of deadlines.

For Christmas this year I'd like a 10 pound bag of Kona coffee, for there to be 28 hours in the day instead of 24, and a cowboy with tight Wranglers that can cook and who will do dishes and laundry. Also, if he knows about plumbing and how to fix that tricky outlet in the garage, that would rock.

Also, please send Julia a werewolf (if he can deal with refencing the back and replacing the gutters and soffit, that would be a bonus). She likes them big and, Santa, he really needs to be willing to play with my cowboy.

Biting is fine.

The pack here would all very much like new rope bones. Sonny says that he has been a Very Good Dog and would like a new rubber chicken to chew the toes off. Sadie needs Greenies with glucosamine, and Kissy says she deserves a squeaky snake for not living up to her 'Destroyer of Worlds' nickname and leaving the Christmas tree standing.

Also, Santa, if you'll tell our family to give us a year off of new babies, I'd appreciate it. We sent a nephew home this year, but we gained the Boo baby, so we're even up. I can only crochet so many baby booties.

Thanks ever so.

BA Tortuga
The Good One. ;-)

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