You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, I’m telling you why. Santa Paws is coming to town. He’s making a list, and checking it twice.  Gonna find out who is naughty or nice, Santa Paws is coming to town.

I don’t want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need. I don’t care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree. I just want him for my own. More than he could ever know. Make my wish come true, oh Hanky, all I want for Christmas is you.

I saw mommy kissing Santa Paws underneath the mistletoe last night.  She didn’t see me creep, down the stairs to have a peep.  She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. Then I saw mommy tickle Santa Paws underneath his beard so snowy white.  What a laugh it would have been if Hanky had only seen mommy kissing Santa Paws last night!