Poor dogs. No matter how many times they yelled Ho Ho Ho...despite persistent heel kicks to the reindeer's side or repeated flicks of the lighted reins... the Burgmiller's rooftop sleigh wouldn't budge. Thus, the corgis' plans of racing through Taco Time's drive-through were thwarted again. The poor Burgmillers. They never did solve the mystery of why their so carefully placed decorations were found every morning dangling from the extension cord off the peak of their house--the only clue being the incriminating paw prints leading back to the neighbor's house. Original 4 x 4 gallery-wrapped mini painting to be auctioned on ebay.