No More Santa!

I found out about Santa not existing the year we got my dog, Bo-Bo. After Christmas we had to take my dog to get shots and all the kind of stuff at the vet. So I went with my mom to take him. The dog had basically become mine. He followed me around and I played with him constantly. I loved Santa so much for bringing him. But on the way to the vet I started reading the papers that came with my dog. I noticed that he was brought from Missouri on a date that was NOT Christmas. I also realized that there was a price on those papers. I knew that Santa wasn't supposed to send a bill when he brought presents. After I had asked a million questions my parents decided it was a good time to tell me that Santa wasn't real. Most kids get really upset by that but I was a little different. As my parents informed me that "they were Santa" I took that as they were Santa for everybody in the world. I thought I had the coolest parents in the world. They got to deliver all the toys to every little kid. So they finally explained to me that Santa wasn't real and that every parent did the same thing for their own kids. It was a little depressing to hear that but I think I was to wrapped up in my new puppy to worry about how it got to my house.