12/11/2025
Dear Santa,
I’m not a fancy girl, I don’t ask for expensive things. I’m not asking for a lot of toys or expensive treats. Heck, I don’t even care about a fancy bed. I just want a human to love me, a human to share my heart and my days with. I’m what my shelter friends call a heart dog.
See, I had a home once. My Dad got sick and he couldn’t care for me anymore. I was an inside dog with good manners. I love all people, big and little. I get to meet everyone who comes in here because they let me stay up front. You know they wouldn’t do that if I wasn’t the best girl. I’m quiet, barking from me is a rare thing, I mostly just observe the happenings quietly from my room. (Boy, the stories I could tell!) I love walks on the leash. I’m super intuitive and smart, I would jump through hoops of fire for a hot dog! I love to give hugs, affection is my game. Boy, do I miss how I used to get to love on my Dad.
Santa, all I really want for Christmas is a new home with someone who loves me like my Dad did. I love my friends here, but you know, it isn’t the same as being in a real home. Santa, can you help me? Please write me back.
Love,
Toto
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