It was a pretty lame weekend here at Casa de Puglet. It rained like 24/7 and unless you count peeing in the pouring rain an adventure, we didn't really have any. My human brought home some BACON to make grease to make cookies with, but she hasn't made the bacon (or the grease or the cookies) yet so no excitement there. Apparently, we have to wait until Christmas eve so I can leave some cookies out for the Santa dude.
I am so ready for this Christmas stuff be over. And not just because I want cookies. Or presents. No. Last night I watched some superscary thing on TV that totally gave me nightmares about my stupid deer ears. This lady named Sarah who lives in Alaska (I think she was almost president or something) shot this thing called a caribou that had deer ears JUST LIKE MINE. Yeah. She shot it, cut it into pieces and put the pieces in her freezer.
My human says it's called hunting and some people do it instead of buying meat at the store. But what if someone sees my deer ears, thinks I'm one of those caribou things, and hunts me by mistake?? I don't want to end up in someone's freezer for Christmas.
And Google says caribou is just a fancy name for reindeer. What if that's one of Santa's reindeer in pieces, in the Sarah lady's freezer? Will my stocking still get stuffed if Santa doesn't have all his deer? Will Christmas still come if Santa is missing a reindeer??
Just when the human holiday stuff was starting to make sense, this Sarah lady comes along and confuses everything. Does anyone know anything about this hunting thing? Do you think Christmas will be canceled because of it??