I can't tell you how happy I was to get home from playing Santa all afternoon today. I enjoyed it immensley but it tires me out. Here are two reasons why poor old Santa was so tired out. Santa had to wrestle these two behemoths so they'd be picture perfect. The little rottie beside Santa was very good and very friendly. The big boy was the size of bear and his name is Bear. A few things to notice is that Santa's beard is a tad too low, the look on Santa's face is not but putting all his energy in keeping Bear sitting up and not lying at Santa's feet. The one thing you may not notice is that Bear gave Santa a big lick and his glasses are somewhat smudge with a tongue mark. Anyway, the point here is that being Santa is not a walk in the park.