"A very evil thing has happened at the North Pole," said Santa.
"Claws has taken over. I picked you, Hobo, because you were thinking about
Christmas. Your wishes were so strong that I heard them all the way up
here at the North Pole. My magic doesn't seem to be working within the
walls of the workshop. And, Hobo, you are a real good boy."
 ...(A)"CLAWS was once a pet and companion. He has taken on very unusual proportions through magic. For some reason he has enslaved Bearded Collies like yourself. The only way Christmas can be saved is to enter the workshop and take away the source of his magic. Hopefully he won't notice you, being a Beardie, until it is too late to stop you. The magic comes from something worn around his neck. Go now, before Christmas is lost forever." With that, Hobo climbed to the top of a large candy cane and leaped
through a window into the Workshop. (Maybe he could learn Agility after
all).
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