Sammy's Gift, by Joann Majerle

Santa was in the Johnsons’ kitchen munching a raisin cookie when he felt a tug on his pants leg.  Looking down he saw a little brown dog named Sammy staring up at him pleadingly.  “Why are you looking at me so solemnly?” asked Santa.  In response, Sammy turned toward the Christmas tree and hung his head.  “Ah, I see,” said Santa.  “You want a gift just like everybody else. Let’s see what’s in my bag.”    Next day the Johnsons were astonished to see Sammy sitting contentedly on his cushion wearing a bright red doggie vest that said “Santa Was Here”.