ELLIE: Mr. Waffles! I am so excited for Santa Paws I will be able to hardly ever wait!
WAFFLES: Smartly are you positive you made the best listing?
ELLIE: Smartly duh…I despatched him an inventory of what I would like like endlessly in the past.
WAFFLES: That isn’t the listing I am speaking about, Ellie.
ELLIE: Huh? Whaddaya imply, Mr. Waffles?
WAFFLES: What I imply is did are you on Santa’s naughty or great listing.
ELLIE: He assists in keeping a LIST???
WAFFLES: Yup. He sees you if you find yourself sound asleep. He is aware of if you find yourself conscious. He is aware of in case you’ve been unhealthy or just right.
ELLIE: So YOU higher be just right, Mr. Waffles. For goodness sake!
WAFFLES: Who, ME???
Ellie and Waffles know one thing is up, what with the entire sparkly lighting fixtures and embellishes. Oh, and Waffles unbelievable shrinking Santa swimsuit. Waffles no doubt manages to get into orange-mancat-mischief regularly, however not anything that may ever land him on Santa’s naughty listing. And Ellie is the very best little girl-cat. No longer a naughty fur on her candy little head. Santa Paws, a.okay.a. Glogirly (Waffles is aware of…however do not inform Ellie!) has a few surprises up her sleeve. It would possibly not be lengthy, however for now her lips are sealed!