Saturday, November 29, 2008

Who is that Santa Claus?

Tamara keeps recalling some Santa Claus constantly (who brought me to him supposedly) , I get birch only instead of delicacies otherwise in order to be good. First what the hell that birch, secondly I may not be better already at this. But I expect the Santa Claus for all cases increasingly more excitedly. The dogs have own Santa Claus, and if he is not, then it man from where knows it, what the dogs would like? I believe it I write a letter to him sure, which is safe, with my wishes. I sleep on this, not too so plain to find one's way out, we the few things that I would like inevitably.