I fell asleep on the lounge. Then I woke up and went outside. It was already Christmas morning. I couldn't tell if Santa had come and it was still dark, with the dawn just getting lighter. Lynettea woke up and came outside and then she went in and shut all the windows and doors.
'It is getting hot,' she said. I am going back for a snooze. And she went and lay down. I decided to lie on the sofa again, as I couldn't find any gifts.
Then I had a look at the Santa tracker and he was delivering in Europe. Had he missed us altogether?
We didn't put out any cookies or milk or reindeer treats like carrots. Maybe he thought we were too mean. I lay down again on the sofa and thought of how disappointed Lynettea would be. I would have to give her a special snuggle.