Twerphounds to the rescue...
Here is a bedtime story from Richard Partridge to read to your dogs on Christmas Eve. And don't forget to put some Bonios out this year for the Twerphounds. They prefer dog biscuits to carrots!
T'was the night before Christmas and it was just getting dark. Santa and the Elves had all of the children’s presents made, painted, wrapped and ready to deliver. With a sigh of relief Santa went off to his house for a meal and a fortifying dram before he set off with the reindeer to deliver all of the packages.
Shortly afterwards he came out of the house, went to the sleigh and checked he had everything and that it was secure. He could not risk dropping any presents on this night of nights. Then, satisfied, he headed off to the stables to fetch Rudolph and all of the other magical reindeer.
Upon entering the stable, he immediately experienced a sinking feeling. All of the reindeer were lying down. Some were coughing and others were sneezing. All were feeling very, very poorly.
Without further ado, Santa rushed off and made a desperate phone call.
Alfie and Murphy, the terrible Twerphound Twosome, rose to the challenge, and the rest, as they say, is history... or complete fantasy.