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My 9 YO DD, Katie, had been talking about getting a kitten for Christmas. We really don't want one - we already have a dog, a cat, two fish and two teenagers. Enough with the pets.
So we've been tap-dancing around it and trying to beguile her with other Christmas goodies.
She hadn't talked about the kitten for a couple of weeks.
We took her to see Santa a couple of nights ago and talked with her as we drove to the mall about what she'd be asking Santa for. She never once mentioned the kitten.
My DW and I exchanged happy glances and uncrossed our fingers.
As we waited in line, a couple with a young boy got in line behind us. They were chatting about what the boy wanted for Christmas. Soon enough the awful 'K' word was mentioned! I positioned myself between Katie and them and starting talking to her, in a rather loud voice, about anything that came into my head.
Too late, the damage was done.
The first thing Katie asked for from Santa was a kitten.
Santa surprised me. He said to Katie "Santa doesn't do live animals!"
I smiled at Santa.
He continued..."It's a very long night, twenty four hours long and the sleigh is very cold and windy. It's just not fair to those little animals to put them through that."
I positively BEAMED at Santa!
This was GREAT! I was home free. No kitten!!
Santa went on. "So years ago, Santa decided that he would not deliver any live animals for Christmas."
I could have kissed him.
"So what I do instead...."
Uh-oh. What's this instead business....
"....is to leave a little card that leaves it up to the parents to get the pets."
Wait! What???? You do what???
Oh Santa!!!!
You were doing so well!
I didn't scowl at him, but my grin was a bit flatter and more stern.
Santa - you gotta learn when to stop.....
So we've been tap-dancing around it and trying to beguile her with other Christmas goodies.
She hadn't talked about the kitten for a couple of weeks.
We took her to see Santa a couple of nights ago and talked with her as we drove to the mall about what she'd be asking Santa for. She never once mentioned the kitten.
My DW and I exchanged happy glances and uncrossed our fingers.
As we waited in line, a couple with a young boy got in line behind us. They were chatting about what the boy wanted for Christmas. Soon enough the awful 'K' word was mentioned! I positioned myself between Katie and them and starting talking to her, in a rather loud voice, about anything that came into my head.
Too late, the damage was done.
The first thing Katie asked for from Santa was a kitten.
Santa surprised me. He said to Katie "Santa doesn't do live animals!"
I smiled at Santa.
He continued..."It's a very long night, twenty four hours long and the sleigh is very cold and windy. It's just not fair to those little animals to put them through that."
I positively BEAMED at Santa!
This was GREAT! I was home free. No kitten!!
Santa went on. "So years ago, Santa decided that he would not deliver any live animals for Christmas."
I could have kissed him.
"So what I do instead...."
Uh-oh. What's this instead business....
"....is to leave a little card that leaves it up to the parents to get the pets."
Wait! What???? You do what???
Oh Santa!!!!
You were doing so well!
I didn't scowl at him, but my grin was a bit flatter and more stern.
Santa - you gotta learn when to stop.....
