Grandma Wisconsin,

Bark, the Herald Dachshunds sing, Hail to Claire, the new-born Queen!
Moomie said no, Claire, thats not what they’re singing, but my — selective — puppy hearing is perfect and I think she needs a hearing aid.

The Big Dachshunds planted a pine tree smack dab in our great room! Whats that all about? Good thing Im not a boy-boy or I would be tempted to play tripod against it!!! Brother Jack, are you reading this, teehee!? J

Grandma, I havent written to you in a while because Moomie said I should write a letter to Santa Paws first. This is my 1st Christmas and Im a babe in the woods who has no clue what the hoopla about an obese, hairy, human geezer in a red velvet suit is all about, but being a good little Dachsie girl, I indulged her. Heres what I wrote:

Dear Santa,
All I want for Christmas is everything in PetsMart. I also want an octokini and a wubba raft because our new pool will be finished in a few days. (I will be lounging in the sun while lildoxis are dashing through snow in Wiener Wonderland). And I want Grandma and Grandpa and all lildoxis feel as warm and fuzzy and happy as I do. Dachshundishly yours,
Naughty-Nice Claire

I havent finished daching the halls yet for my 1st Christmas, so this will be a shortie (like me) to wish you YAPPY HOWLIDAYS. Merry, merry Christmas and happy, happy New Year to all! Tis the season to be jolly, Dachs-la-lah,-la-lala-lah!

Claire
Written by,
Fernande Hastert Kuykendall