Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is a dog

And 16 years ago, that’s exactly what Santa brought to our family.  From the moment that Miranda and I found this adorable little critter in a cardboard box with a Santa hat, we instantly fell in love.  Hollie lived a long and loving life filled with tennis balls, and doggie kisses.  We knew that she was a Faay as her favorite treat was cereal.  And don’t even think about opening a banana and not giving her a piece!  She could hear the crack of the peel from a mile away.  Always a great guard dog, she kept the mail lady in check and made it very difficult for teenagers to sneak out…or into the house in the wee hours of night.  Haha, jk Mom! 😉

Hollie was and will always be a huge part of this family.  She is already thoroughly missed, but we know that she is up in heaven with an abundance of tennis balls being thrown to her as we speak.

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5 Responses to Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is a dog

  1. Whitney says:

    I’m sorry to hear about Hollie. She was a great dog! I remember waking up during slumber parties to her cuddling inbetween all the sleeping bags and blankets. Just being one of the gals. Our cat Bear passed away about a month ago. I know it can be hard times (especially for our moms! who are use to being at home with them every day). I’m thinking about all of you!

  2. Mom says:

    The note was actually “Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is a puppy, only a puppy”.

    We love you and miss you Hollie.

  3. Mom says:

    And lets not forget about her keeping the CATS out of the backyard – last night there was one and I wanted to say – Hollie, there’s a cat – I guess I’ll have to get a B.B. gun.

  4. Dad says:

    Just showed Dad your blog – He says it’s lonely on the house – no one is waiting by his chair when he eats – waiting for her share of his lunch.

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