This past December, I think it was, I had houseguests for the holidays. December 24, my friends' little boy said he thought it would be funny if my dog went under the tree and got one of her presents. He had heard that she likes opening gifts (with supervision, of course) and knows which ones are hers.

Well, wouldn't you know it... My dog snuck under the tree and the child was giggling. He starts shouting, "She has a present! She has a present!" Sure enough, there was my dog and she was opening her present: From the little boy
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. He couldn't have been more happy. Nor could she. It was her own Elmo.