Yesterday Trixie told you about the Oggz we got from Santa Claus, and today I’m here to tell you about another present—socks! We didn’t ask for the Oggz, because we never knew there was such a thing, but of course we know all about socks, and so we asked Santa to bring us lots and lots of pretty, comfy socks…and he did!
Now, I know what you’re thinking: who the heck asks for socks for Christmas? Right? The general thinking is that children don’t like to get clothes for Christmas, they just like to get toys. Well, that may be true, but, as we’ve mentioned before, we are NOT babies, and also, we are NOT children. We’re Whimsies! And, as Whimsies, we have a keen interest in Fashion, so it turns out socks make an excellent gift for us!
During the winter time, we often wear footie-pajammies to keep our feet warm, but sometimes we like to wear sweatpants, and when we do, we neeed socks. We have a few pairs already, but it’s always nice to have more. I am a firm believer that you can never have too many socks.
Santa Claus stuffed our stockings with socks! I think between the three of us we got at least a dozen new pairs of socks, Here are just a few of them….
…and here is another picture of us, modeling our new socks! This is only the beginning of our collection! I think we have enough socks to keep our feet warm and pretty, no matter what outfits we may choose to wear.
Tomorrow Tillie will stop by to tell you about another really cool gift we got. But before I go, here’s one more Christmas gift I want to share. It was not for me and Tillie and Trixie, but for Fred and Wilma, Barney and Betty. Santa brought our pet dinosaurs a good supply of succulent jade leaves, which are so sweet, they are like candy for dinosaurs! As you can see, the four dinos are thoroughly enjoying their snack in their new home.
Oooh oooh! I don’t think we got to tell you about ths yet. The dinosaurs have moved into the penthouse apartment of Mr. Squee’s condo! Mr. Squee mainly lives on the second floor, and he stores his Toys on the third floor, but no one is using the top floor, so Mr. Squee said the dinosaurs could live there…rent-free! Wasn’t that nice of him? They get plenty of sunshine, and since it’s up so high, they feel very safe.
Sometimes Mr. Squee tries to be all gruff and business-like (I think because he knows he has such an important job to do as Dog Catcher of Whimsieville), but when it comes right down to it, he is so often extremely kind, to all of us Whimsies, and everyone else here in Whimsieville (in his own very special and quiet way). Santa also brought Mr. Squee a very nice present, but I will leave that for Tillie to tell you about, when she stops by tomorrow with yet another installment of “Christmas in Whimsieville!”
