I AM Santa

I think I might be Santa Claus.  Yes - you read that correctly.  I think I AM the guy.  Or at least I have some of Santa's power.  You know those lines in the song "Santa Claus is Coming to Town?" - They go like this: He sees you when you're sleeping, He knows when you're awake...

So it was the weekend.  And in THEORY, humans SHOULD be allowed to sleep in a bit on the weekends.  Unless they live with Santa Claus. Or dogs.  

You see, last week we had some disappointment in our house - I had two seizures.  Things had been going SO well - I hadn't had ANY since late October.  But for some reason, I had two last week.  They were short - less than a minute - and I rebounded quickly.  But they are distressing just the same.  And because they occur in the middle of the night, after one happens, my human doesn't sleep well for the next few nights.  If I move off the bed, or stretch out, or make ANY kind of sound, she wakes up.  And when she wakes up, I wake up.  Because I think it's time to start the day.  Even if it's 4AM.  So my human will lie in bed and pretend to be asleep.  But just like Santa - I KNOW when she's awake.  And I stare at her.  And if she begins to move her legs - like she is going to get up - I'm jumping all over her.  She's pretty sneaky - she moves her head ever so slightly to see what time it is. And she even pretends to breathe heavily, like she's sleeping.  She thinks she fools me.  But she doesn't - I have Santa powers.  Actually, I think all dogs have Santa powers.  And really it goes beyond the sleeping thing.  Think about it.  We bring joy and happiness.  We're jolly.  Generally.  And we leave "presents".  OK the presents thing is a bit of a stretch.  But the rest applies.

So needless to say, we had some early mornings this weekend.  Which is fine by me - Carpe Diem!  Sleeping is overrated in my mind.  

Anyway - to all canines out there - don't forget to keep practicing your Santa powers.  It's an important skill. Now excuse me while I go and round up my reindeer...