What does Ho Ho know?

Last week, I visited Ho Ho. I have not seen him since he came to our house and put stuff in my stocking last year. Would he remember me? Would he bring me new toys this year? I did not know.

Lots of people and puppies came to see Ho Ho, too. I had to wait my turn. While I waited, Daddy tried to put stuff on my head. I did not like it. He took the stuff off my head.

Finally, it was my turn. Daddy took me up to where Ho Ho was sitting. I got a little scared. There were people everywhere, trying to make me go close to Ho Ho's chair, taking off my leash, and making Daddy get out of the way. I did not want Daddy to go away. Daddy guards me.

Then I remembered what Mommy told me: Ho Ho knows everything. He knows when I have been a good boy. He knows when I have been a naughty boy. I got scared again: will Ho Ho remember all of my naughty boy moments this year? Gee, will he even come to our house this year? That is what I was asking myself when the boy behind the camera took this picture.

Do not worry, Mommy said, Ho Ho knows about little labrador boys with puppy brains.