Hi. My name is John. Today, I got a dog. He looked very silly. It looked like he had a beard. I called him “Santa Claus.” When we got home I took him for a walk. And then…suddenly… suddenly…Oh my Gosh!!! Santa ran away! I was so sad that  my new dog had run away. I cried and cried. Three hours later, I heard a knock at the door. When I opened it, Santa was there! He was standing on two feet. Then he said with an angry face “Hi, I am a crime dog. Give me a bone and some meat or I will bite you! Oops…I mean…Bow wow!”