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What the hell are YOU looking at? Bah - Humbug. Go away. 
So let me get this straight. You expect me to belive that some fat dude pops himself down the chimney, somehow escapes the inferno in the wood burning stove, brings a sack of goodies, loads up the tree, hauls himself back out on the roof, then escapes in a sleigh pulled by flying reindeer? Is that egg-nog on your lip? 
Hey - wake up, it's Christmas morning. Hey! Let's go see what Santa brought for good little doggies! Cozy... Let's go take some pictures! Who wants a cookie? Oh boy! C'mon Cozy. Cozy? 
My beautiful Cosette, posing for the camera. We tried to recreate the scenes we had from last year, but alas, Cozy would only cooperate for so long. This one though, really makes me smile. She's majestic, regal and poised. A champion in our hearts. 
Cozy, hold still... Hold the wreath Cozy... Cozy... Hold still good girl... Take the wreath. Good girl! Look over here Cozy... Cozy? - COZY! 
Huh? 
Oh Daisy? Where are you? It's Daisy's turn... Where's Daisy? Thus endeth this installment of Cozy's page. Cosette's Home Page Back to the World of GAD |
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