We were startled on our morning walk to come across a heinous crime scene—Santa Claus down during this festive time.

We see interesting things on our sunrise walks, but the sight of Santa sprawled in a front yard and spilling into the street was disconcerting. Too much eggnog? Another overzealous SantaCon reveler? Or just another inflatable victim of cold overnight air? I guess you could say Santa was feeling a little deflated (our Hu-Dad has dozens of these, so we should stop now). Don’t worry, though, boys and girls, we’re the right Herd to solve this problem—one of us always has some air to share.