On December 24th, I arrived at my grandparents house and met my best friend, Lucy. When I first saw Lucy, I immediately started to wag my tail in circles. My dad opened the gate to the backyard and me and my sister, Maggie, sprinted across the yard chasing Lucy around and around. I was one happy dog.
After playing with Lucy, I came inside and chilled out until grandpa got home. When grandpa arrived, I met him at the door. Grandpa petted my head as my tail wagged in circles. Then, grandpa told me to sit and gave me a bone.
Later that night, my mom took me out to see Santa Claus. Lights and sirens announced Santa's arrival. The jolly old fellow was on a firetruck. I was scared at first but I knew if I was good boy Santa would bring me plenty of treats.
This was one of the best Christmas Eve's ever!
