An Iggy Christmas.

Did you have a nice Christmas, Iggy?

“I guess.”

Did you get anything you wanted?

“I got a bacon chew treat for a minute.”

For a minute?

“Muppet took it.”

I’m sorry, Iggy.

“That’s okay, I’ll just jump on her later and scare the hell out of her.”

Iggy, I don’t think you —

“Probably around 3 AM.”


“Gotta rest up — gonna be a busy night.”


Putting my money where his mouth is.


“Look at me! Look how cute I am!”

Yes, Iggy, you’re cute.

“I’ve even got one ear flopping near my eye!”

Yes, I see that.

“I’m way more adorable than a stupid wallet!”

That’s not the point —

“It’s just a boring black lump! I’m sweet! I have a fluffy little face!”

You chewed up my driver’s license and credit cards, Iggy.

“Heh. Yeah. It was fun.”