Right before my grandmother died she would wrap things up in her house and send to us for Christmas. These were real dog tags for dogs, not army dog tags. My grandfather was a part-time vet. (not war vet, but doggie vet)
and because I'm getting sick of all the Leach threads.
My strange gift this was year was a pair of 3X granny panties from my brother that said "Baby got back" on the ***. "Thanks *******" just in case he gets on here. Try explaining to your daughter why her daddy just got big panties for Christmas. Then try explaining why daddy put them on over his jeans and wore them the rest of the night. I'm giving them back next year with skid marks.