Duff here. Recently, Mom and I were on a walkabout in Town. So many People zipping around! I had to keep dodging Feet and Ankles, just for self-Preservation. The scents were Divine, for there were so many Goodies around. Peppermint. Coffee. Bits of hot dog that had dropped to the Floor. It was a wonderful Experience for Me, I tell You. Living unstuck.
Then I came upon a Pair of shiny Black Boots. And I had to take a deep-searching series of Sniffs, for this Person was a Canine Lover. After Mom chatted with Him for a time, It turned out He was Santa and had Five Dogs at His home! The Meet and Greet was glorious. He scooped Me up and talked gently to Me in His deep, calm Voice. I smelled His Beard (yes, there was a tidbit or two of Lunch there,) and snuggled in. Someone Who was as Soft and Furry as I was! The same Color too. Truly living unstuck.
How about You? Have You met Santa? Or do You feel You’re past all that? I say: Take a chance. Stretch Your belief. You don’t have to be Soft and Furry to celebrate this Fellow. I guarantee it. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living #I-met-Santa
Santa Claus is anyone who loves another and seeks to make them happy; who gives himself by thought or word or deed in every gift he bestows.
—Edwin Osgood Grover