This may be the equivalent of getting coal in your sock. Monica opens a gift from Santa and is clearly not happy as she reads it:
Oh NO! Could it be her magical unicorn named Shliapin?
On a happier note, she enjoys her Christmas card from Jack, Lynda, Ivan, and Dylan:
hmmmmm this gift is from Dylan and no one else:
It’s Labrador note pad from Dylan!
LOLOL! Santa must have looked high and low for that can of Unicorn meat. I knew that Santa couldn’t be trusted.
Poor, poor, Shliapin.
yeah, and after that the puppy splattered you with yellow puppy poop…it was one of the few times Monica didn’t think something was funny. But I sure did!
Ahhh. That was wonderful! I like the quote, “Everything happens for a reason”, so do you think that puppy was trying to tell me something? 🙂
the puppy WAS trying to tell you she wanted to be put down…so maybe the reason is that you need to listen to the puppy
HAHAHAHAHA I love this post!!!!!
Nuke got more gifts from my co-workers than I did this year too. :p