When I was a little girl, my beloved Uncle Joe told me that animals talked at Midnight on Christmas eve. At dinner on Christmas day, he would tell me everything that his dog (always named Muffin, there were three of them over the years) told him and my Aunt Mary Jane. It usually had to do with places Muffin liked scratched and how much he enjoyed his naps. Anyway. Here are our animals with their bows and my guesses on what they would say at midnight.
Cody, our wonderful pup who is spending his 11th Christmas with us, would say "is there anything to eat around here?"
May your Christmas be full of wonder and politely talking animals at midnight.