Santa Buddies: The Legend of Santa Paws Page #3

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Santa Claus, Santa Paws,

I wouldn't come in here if I were you.

All of us reindeer, we've been

hit with some sort of flu bug.

Could be contagious.

Are you gonna be OK?

I don't know, Santa.

Cupid isn't feeling the love

and Dancer isn't doing much dancing.

- We all feel really weak.

- It's a lack of energy from the icicle.

It's affecting us all.

Is there anything we can help with?

We're looking for Puppy Paws.

- Have you seen him?

- Come to think of it, no.

He hasn't been

asking us for rides...

Everything OK?

People sure aren't

very jolly in Fernfield.

I think it's time to call it a night.

- Thanks again, Mrs. Davis.

- Take care.

I guess I'll have to find Budderball

in the morning.

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas!

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas!

Hey, look, everybody, Eli's back.

Hey, what happened? You're back early.

For a minute there

I thought I might have to push.

- What's wrong with the truck?

- Almost ran out of power.

Where's all the mail, sir?

That's all there was.

Oh! Sweet mama! Gingerbread cookies!

Budderball? Is it really you?

I've been looking for you all over town.

Wow! That polar bear cub

sure looks realistic.

His mouth even moves.

Come on, big fella!

Budderball! Wait!

Good boy.

Oh, my!

All right. I've just got... Hm.

OK... Just a little knot here.

What in tarnation? Huh?

Excuse me?

- Excuse me!

- Huh? Oh...

Oh, hello there, young'un.

Deputy Sniffer at your service.

I'm looking for a pup I just saw.

But then he disappeared.

His name is Budderball.

Oh, I've known that pup his whole life.

So you know where he lives?

Budderball lives at Livingston Manor.

Now to get there

you want to go left down Main Street,

then take a right

at the candy store and keep going.

It's on the outskirts of town.

You can't miss it.

Thanks, Deputy.

OK, heads up, I'm sending it down.

Thanks, Budderball.

Got it.

This must be it.

I think I got some in the van.

Yeah, there's a box right there.

I'll grab 'em.

Here you go!

I'll send them up.

- A bit heavy.

- OK, I got it.

OK. You sure?

Well, I think we

are just about done.

I think we should lower

the candy canes a little.

They're kinda hard to... see.

Oh, that's heavy.

Off we go.

Come on, Budderball.

Whoa!

Oh, sweet mama.

I'm not sure how Dad does this,

but here goes nothing.

Aah!

- Oh!

- Oh!

Hey! Do you mind getting off me?

It's you, right? Budderball?

I finally found you!

Who do you think you are, rolling out of

my chimney and busting my candy cane?

I'm Puppy Paws. Pleased to meet you.

- Where do you come from?

- The North Pole.

Oh, yeah.

I bet you belong to Santa Claus.

Well, technically, yes.

But Santa Paws is my pa.

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