OH NO! SANTA’S STUCK!

I used to bug my parents about Santa Getting stuck, because our chimney was so narrow.

OH NO! SANTA’S STUCK! – © LYON 2025

They always told me he ‘magicked’ his way down, shrinking himself and his presents until they landed, when they’d all return to normal size.

And of course I believed them, right? But then I asked, but, how does he get back UP again? I never saw the way they looked at each other, trying to figure out an answer that would fit my imagination.

So this is what I imagined – Santa getting alllllmost out, until his tummy gets stuck, and the reindeer have to pull him out, shredding his pretty red suit and getting it besmirched with soot and grime, to boot. Ohhh, noooo!

Kitty, of course, observes from the roof so she can tattle to Dawg, and all the neighborhood katz –

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