A haircut for Santa

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One morning, while Mrs. Claus and Santa were sitting across from each other, Mrs. Claus was watching Santa eat his breakfast.  As he put another spoonful of cereal into his mouth, some milk and a few crumbs of cereal landed on Santa’s beard. Mrs. Claus sat back in her chair to make sure she saw the next spoonful made it all the way into his mouth. Well, you can guess what happened some milk hit his moustache and a few crumbs hit his beard again.

Well this would not do, as today was the day the family pictures were going to be taken. Santa was going to have to get his beard and moustache trimmed, and get a haircut as well. Mrs. Claus got up from the table and headed to the living room, where the phone was; she was going to call the barber to make an appointment for Santa. After she made the appointment and came back into the kitchen, Santa was gone. Mrs. Claus started to search the castle for Santa; he was nowhere to be found. She went to the boot room only to find Santa’s boots and snowsuit gone. Mrs. Claus started to move her head from left to right. “Well,” Mrs. Claus thought, “Santa must be found for his barber appointment, but where to look?” So, Mrs. Claus got ready to go outside.

She opened the back door to the castle, and as she stepped out, she noticed the bright, shiny red snowmobile was missing. Mrs. Claus thought, “Oh great, that man could be anywhere now!”  Mrs. Claus went back into the castle to get her snowsuit, gloves and helmet. As Mrs. Claus sat down on her snowmobile, she started it up and was about to go when the motor stopped. She turned the key one more time; the motor turned over, but it would not start. She looked at the gas gauge it showed empty. Well, boys and girls, I bet you know what it’s like when something does not go right for your dad and mom are they happy? You guessed it! Mrs. Claus was not happy. She got off her snowmobile, grabbed the gas nozzle and stretched the hose from the pump, only to find it was six inches too short.  All you could hear from Mrs. Claus mouth was “Sugar, shack and chocolate chip cookies!” She then went into the garage, looking for a jerry can to put just enough gas in to start the sled and get it closer to the pump, so she could fill it. Then she could go after Santa. Well, after a few minutes, Mrs. Claus could not find any jerry cans.

Mrs. Claus went back into the castle to find the keys for the snow cat. There was no way Santa was not going to miss getting his hair cut today, and she was going to make sure of that. A few minutes later, with a set of keys in hand, she hopped into the snow cat and fired it up to check the gas gauge; it was full. Mrs. Claus pressed the accelerator down, and with the two levers in front of her to help steer, was on her way. As she came around the corner, looking for Santa’s tracks, she realized this was not going to be easy. She had to turn the windshield wipers on because it was snowing. But Mrs. Claus was a determined woman Santa was going to get his hair cut today! Mrs. Claus stopped the snow cat for a moment, checking her watch to see what time it was; it was 7a.m. Mrs. Claus pushed down on the accelerator pedal again; she knew exactly where she was going to go first. As the snow cat was plowing through the snow, her first stop was in sight. It was Jim’s workshop. Jim was the young man that built Mrs. Claus’ sled for her. Santa liked to visit Jim at least once a week. As the big snow cat pulled up in front of Jim’s workshop, Mrs. Claus shut down the machine, then headed into Jim’s workshop to see if Santa was there. Jim greeted Mrs. Claus at the door and Mrs. Claus asked Jim, “Have you seen Santa today?” Jim replied, “Why yes, Mrs. Claus, Santa was here. We had a cup of hot chocolate  and then he said he must be on his way. There were a few places that he had to see before the family pictures for this year’s Christmas cards.”  Mrs. Claus thanked Jim and then asked, “If you see Santa, please tell him to head back to the castle. There is a note on the fridge for him.”

Mrs. Claus headed back to the snow cat to continue her journey. As the machine was running, Mrs. Claus looked around to see if she could see tracks from Santa’s snowmobile. There were lots of tracks in the snow because the residents of Christmas Town were out and about doing their daily business, which made this a lot harder to find Santa. Mrs. Claus pushed down on the accelerator again, pulled the lever on the left side to turn left, then pushed the levers forward; the snow cat was on its way again. Mrs. Claus decided she would head to the kennel to see if Santa was there. He always like to bring treats for all the malamutes, especially Canyon. The kennel was not that far away. As Mrs. Claus pulled up to the kennel, she looked down to see a partial track from a snowmobile. She then thought, “Okay, he was here. Maybe Blinky will know where Santa went.” Mrs. Claus shut the machine down once again, climbed out and headed for the front door of the kennel.

It was bath day inside the kennel, and Blinky had Canyon in the bathtub. After his bath, he’d be heading for grooming. Mrs. Claus walked up behind Blinky. She then said, “Hello.”

This startled Blinky, and Canyon looked up at Mrs. Claus with a pair of sad brown eyes. Canyon did not like to have baths. Blinky stood up and took off one of her gloves to shake Mrs. Claus’ hand. Mrs. Claus then asked Blinky, “Has Santa had been here today?” Blinky replied, “Yes, Santa has been here. He dropped off a bag of treats.” Mrs. Claus asked Blinky, “Do you have any idea where Santa was off to next?” Blinky said, “Santa did mention he was going out to the Christmas tree forest and the cookie factory before family pictures for this year’s Christmas card. Santa also said something about having to make a few more stops.” Mrs. Claus thanked Blinky for giving her some leads in tracking down Santa. She then asked Blinky, “If you see Santa, please tell him to head back to the castle. There is a note on the fridge for him.” Mrs. Claus thanked Blinky for all her help and hurried back to the snow cat. She had to hurry if she was going to catch up with Santa.

Mrs. Claus got herself comfortable in the snow cat. She turned on the radio to the song “Here Comes Santa Claus”, and the first thing that crossed her mind was “hip-pity-hop to the barbershop for Santa.” She started the snow cat and pushed the accelerator down. Lunging forward, Mrs. Claus was on her way at the whopping speed of 30km per hour, heading to the Christmas tree forest. This ride would’ve taken her almost an hour to get to the forest, but once she found Santa, she could get him to go on his snowmobile to the barbershop. As the snow cat plowed through the snow, the forest was soon within sight. As the snow cat was coming over the hill, Mrs. Claus saw snowmobile tracks. She then floored it, pushing the accelerator all the way down, thinking, “Come on, old girl. We’ve got to catch him.”

Mrs. Claus finally made it to the gates of the forest. As she was getting out of the snow cat, there was a familiar noise. She realized, “Oh no, I’ve missed him!” She looked through the window to see Santa taking off in his snowmobile, heading back to Christmas Town. Well, the words that came out of Mrs. Claus’ mouth were, “Oh, dang crumbled up Christmas paper!” She hopped back into the snow cat with keys in hand. Mrs. Claus pushed the accelerator all the way down to the floor. The diesel wound up as never before—there was a flame from the exhaust pipe and smoke was blowing black as coal! The snow cat lunged forward, her hands on the levers pushed forward. She knew she couldn’t catch Santa, but she could follow his trail now. The snow had finally stopped coming down, which made it easier for Mrs. Claus to see snowmobile tracks.

Mrs. Claus then looked down at her gas gauge. She had half the tank fuel left; this would be just enough to get her back to Christmas Town.  As Mrs. Claus was pulling into Christmas Town, she lost Santa’s tracks once again, but Mrs. Claus knew that Santa was somewhere in Christmas Town and she was going to find him. Mrs. Claus looked down at her gas gauge once again to see it was running on empty, so she decided to go to North Pole Gas. As she pulled up next to the pump, the snow cat died. The elf attendant came out of the gas station to pump the diesel for Mrs. Claus. She asked the elf if he had seen Santa. The elf replied, “Yes, Mrs. Claus, he was here about 30 minutes ago. He gassed up his snowmobile and he headed towards the cookie factory, but I don’t think he’s there now.

I did see him about fifteen minutes ago, heading back towards the castle.” The nozzle clicked on the pump to say that the snow cat was now full. The elf took the nozzle out of the fuel tank, put the cap back on and put the nozzle back on the pump. Mrs. Claus paid for her fuel, then climbed back into the snow cat, put the key in the ignition and was about to start the snow cat when Santa went flying by. Mrs. Claus happened to look up to see the back of Santa’s snowmobile heading towards the reindeer barn. Mrs. Claus was now in hot pursuit of Santa! The reindeer barn was not far away from the gas station. It would take Mrs. Claus about 15 minutes to arrive at the barn. As she was pulling up, Santa’s snowmobile was next to the barn; this put a smile on Mrs. Claus’ face as she thought, “I have you now!”

She shut down the snow cat, climbed out and headed for Santa’s snowmobile. She looked down to see the key was gone. Mrs. Claus headed inside the barn, only to find that Santa was not there, and his sled was missing. Mrs. Claus shook her head. She had forgotten today was the day that Santa takes the reindeer for a flight, just to give them exercise. He’d be gone for two hours. “Oh, crushed candy cane wrappers.” Mrs. Claus looked at a couple of the elves and asked them to put a couple of reindeer together so she could use her sled to go after Santa. She then asked, “Do you know which way Santa went?” The elves looked at each other and said, “Mrs. Claus, no, we don’t.” The elves then hurried to get Mrs. Claus’ sled ready for flight. It did not take the elves long and Mrs. Claus was airborne, looking for Santa and his sled.

Mrs. Claus started to wonder where to look. She snapped the reins on her sled and pointed Penny and Taz towards the village. Santa always like to head there, but she was not sure where he was going to fly next after the village. In a matter of moments, Mrs. Claus and her reindeer were over the village, and there was no sign of Santa and his sled. Both Penny and Taz looked towards the south and started pulling the sleigh in that direction. It did not take long for Mrs. Claus to understand why they were going that way. The sound of Santa’s sleigh bells could be heard now off in the distance; this put a smile on Mrs. Claus’ face. She looked down at her watch. There was still plenty of time to get back to Christmas Town and get Santa his haircut, so they could both have their pictures taken for this year’s Christmas card. Mrs. Claus snapped the reins one more time, trying to get her reindeer to go just a little faster. In the distance, Mrs. Claus could see Santa’s sled, and the sound coming from the jingle bells was getting louder. Mrs. Claus started to yell at Santa, but with the sound of the jingle bells, he could not hear her. He then made a turn, heading towards the Northwest Territories. “Oh no,” Mrs. Claus thought. “He’s going to take them out for a three-hour flight.” Santa snapped his reins three times as Mrs. Claus watched Santa’s sleigh disappear into some clouds.

Mrs. Claus followed into the clouds with her sleigh and her two reindeer, Penny and Taz. After searching for two hours and not finding Santa, Mrs. Claus headed back to the North Pole. She had had enough of this searching for Santa; she was going to wait for him back at the reindeer barn. Mrs. Claus pulled on the reins and headed back to the North Pole. She figured that she was about 45 minutes away from the North Pole. The young reindeer enjoyed pulling Mrs. Claus’ sleigh and hoped that, one day, they could pull Santa’s sleigh. Christmas Town was now in sight and the reindeer barn was on the other side of the town. Mrs. Claus pulled back on the reins to slow down Penny and Taz, as the reindeer runway was in sight. Our young reindeer and our rookie pilot made a perfect landing. As the reindeer walked into the barn, Mrs. Claus noticed that Santa’s sleigh was parked inside the barn. Mrs. Claus thought to herself, “Are you kidding me?” Once she had stopped her sleigh, she looked over at the elves and then asked, “When did Santa return, and did you tell him that I was looking for him?” One of the elves spoke up and said, “Santa was in an awful hurry and said he’d come back here later to find out where you had gone. We did not get a chance to tell him what you had said.” Mrs. Claus then said, “Sugar shack! Oh, dag nab it and hanging mistletoe.” She snapped her fingers. Mrs. Claus then climbed down from her sled and headed to say thank you to Penny and Taz by rubbing them along the side of the face. She had to go.

As she was leaving, she turned to the elves and asked, “Do you by chance know where Santa is going?” All the elves looked at her and all but one shook their heads and said “No.” The one elf said, “I saw Santa heading back to Christmas Town on his snowmobile.” Mrs. Claus thanked the young elf and headed back to the snow cat; it fired back up with no problem. Mrs. Claus backed the snow cat up, pulled the right lever towards her and pushed the left one forward, and the snow cat turned on a dime. She then pushed the right lever forward all the way, and once again was heading back to Christmas Town, looking for Santa. Mrs. Claus looked at her watch. It was almost time for the pictures. She decided to head back to the castle to get changed and wait for the photographer and Santa.  As she was pulling up to the front of the castle, Hannah was just pulling up with her team of Alaskan malamutes. Mrs. Claus was a little envious of Hannah’s dog team; it brought back memories of when she had her own team and sled. Mrs. Claus shut the snow cat down and put a smile on her face to greet Hannah. As the two girls were talking and walking into the castle, Santa was standing in front of the doorway with his best red suit on. His beard and moustache were trimmed nicely, and he had got his hair cut. Hannah said, “Oh, Santa, you look so dapper!” Santa reached for his hat, removed it, bowed in front of Hannah and Mrs. Claus and said, “Why thank you, my dear.” Santa then put his hat back on his head. Mrs. Claus said, “Oh Santa, you and I will have to have a little chat later tonight.” Santa started to laugh and said, “Of course, my dear,” then a very loud “Ho, Ho, Ho” came out of Santa.

Merry Christmas!
From Santa and Mrs. Claus

From Santa’s White Christmas

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