Bertie: May Santa Paws bring everyone just what they wanted for Xmas.
Oliver: Especially me!
Bertie: He doesn't just visit you, you know!
Oliver: But he likes me best. I want a bone, and some cookies, and some alternate cookies, and a ball, and a soft toy, and my own feather doona, and some different cookies to the 1st and 2nd piles of cookies, and some turkey mince.
Bertie: Is that all?
Oliver: Did I mention the cookies? Yep, I'm good.
Bertie: You do realize he only comes to puppies who have been good all year...
Oliver: Uh oh!