A Hot Dog's Christmas

Duke the Dachshund is back with his Christmas tale for Susanna Hill's Annual Holiday Contest. Read Duke's story below and here is the link to the contest so you can read the other wonderful stories.
https://susannahill.com/blog/

A Hot Dog’s Christmas
(194 words)

“Here Duke,” my humans call.
“We have a surprise!”
I jump and waggle.
I can’t believe my eyes.

There is a present
Under the tree.
A present they say
Is just for me!

“Hurry Duke!” they call.
“Hurry! Run!”
“You’ll like this, Duke!”
“This is fun!”

Suddenly, I am cautious.
I stop dead on my feet.
I’ve heard this before
When it was Trick or Treat.

I remember that night.
Now I want to run.
I remember they dressed me
As a hot dog — in a bun!

But, it’s almost Christmas
So I go to the tree.
I slink over
To get the gift they have for me.

After all, it’s a surprise.
But it isn’t any better.
This present?
It’s a sweater!

This is not right!
This is wild.
I’m a dachshund,
Not a child!

I am so insulted,
This isn’t fair.
I don’t need a sweater!
I’m covered with hair!

I want a toy, a leash, or a bone.
But on it goes, over my head.
I look ridiculous,
Like Great Uncle Ned.

I want to bite an ankle,
Maybe a knee.
But I don’t dare
Because Santa is watching me!