Dear Santie Paws,
It’s me, Judy Beagle again. I’m writing to let you know I’m not a stray anymore and I have a real address for you to bring my presents this year. I have been an ok girl. I don’t have much to work with. The human in the picture is decent. I could do better, but I’m working with what I’ve got. I won’t need 4 shoes this year because the bitch done stole my leg, so just three will do. Overlooking the human issue, it’s warm here, my belly doesn’t grumble anymore, and I sleep good on soft beds. For Christmas this year, besides just the three shoes, I’m asking you bring all the strays this feeling I have. Big hair calls it “safe.” Whatever it is, it’s good and I am happy.

– Judith H. Beagle