Cupid without a bow, Donner with no kebab, one who dances, one who prances, all dragging present-giving dad. What am I?

You might be called this animal if someone thinks that you’re afraid. This is something that you might eat, as well as its eggs that it laid. What animal am I?

I’m the only mammal that can’t jump. What animal am I?

I live upside down. I see with my ears and don’t use my eyes, and on Halloween, I’ll give you a big surprise. What am I?

I hide my treasure in the ground, my tail is big and fluffy. If you spot me in a tree, please don’t call me scruffy. What am I?

I move without wings, between silken strings, I leave as you find, my substance behind. What am I?

I have two long ears, and I don’t walk, I hop. What am I?

My name sounds like something you might use on your hair or eat for dessert. What am I?

I wear a tuxedo in the snow and skate on my tummy across the ice. What am I?

I have wings but I am not a bird. I am small, colorful, and beautiful. I live in gardens and fields and forests. I used to be a caterpillar. What am I?

I’ve got lumps on my back and I live on the sand. I’m strong and I carry you over the land. What am I?

I’m an animal you might love, but I’m too big to be your pet. I have an extremely long trunk, and it’s said I never forget. What am I?

I am a strange creature, hovering in the air, moving from here to there, with a brilliant flare. Some say I sing, but others say I have no voice, so I just hum as a matter of choice. What am I?