… when all thro’ the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a …

Wait, Mollie, you can’t stay beside the stove. Santa won’t come down the chimney if you’re waiting there. Go on, now, go to bed.

Smokey, you’re wide awake.

And you, too, Sylvester. I see those eyes open.

That’s better.

No, Mollie, you can’t hide behind the toaster oven, either.

Dusty, get out of the birdbath and go to bed. Get in your house. Santa will see you for sure out there! Chloe? Is that you? Go to bed!

Mollie! You can’t hide behind Leah’s old childhood teddy bear. Oh, that’s what you want for Christmas? Well, maybe Santa will bring one.

Molllie, don’t just hide your eyes pretending to be asleep. Put your head down and go to sleep!

There, that’s better. I think.

Zeke, close the eyes, go to sleep, OK?

You, too, Sam. Those eyes, Sam, close those eyes! Santa will definitely see those eyes!

Good dogs.

Chloe, go to bed. The bed heaters are plugged in, so you’ll be warm.

OK, you can sleep inside.

Now I think everyone is in bed and asleep.

And soon, we’ll be visited by that right jolly old elf …

St. Dogolas!

And so, from Leah, Mark, Zeke, Chloe, Dusty, Sylvester, Smokey, Sam, and Mollie

and to all a good night!

In memoriam: Zoe, gone since Fall 2014,

Rusty, gone since 2015.

and Lucy, gone since April 2018.