Dear Santa Claus,
Most years I am bad, and I hate to tell you, but 2013 was like all the others.
But I ask you to please, once again, to make an exception for me.
I will do better in 2014. (Sorry if you have heard this before)
I am truly blessed to live here at Theta, which by definition is the center of the universe.
The air is clean, people are polite and helpful, and I cannot think of a more wonderful place to live.
Santa, I have only one wish this year.
When you are packing the sleigh, if its not too terribly much trouble, would you please be sure and bring my Uncle Billy Go Boy out here at Theta the HR 1518/S 1406, state by state, poll results. And also, something official telling people that all those postcards they counted matched up with the names on the TWHBEA membership list which Executive Director Tracy Boyd gave Pat Stout so she could find out how the TWHBEA members felt about the passage of the Prevent All Soring Tactics law.
Uncle Billy wants the world to know how much members of the Tennessee Walking Horse Breeders and Exhibitors Association (TWHBEA) from all over really do want the pads and chains removed from the Big Lick horses so the Tennessee Walking breed can have a new future free from the pain and stigma of soring.
Please give my best to Ms Claus, the elves and all the reindeer, and especially Rudolph who I know you would never sore to get him to step high.
I will leave some carrots for the Donner, Blitzen and the gang next to your milk and cookies. And if Radar starts braying when you get here, just don’t pay him no never mind.