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A Very Doggie Christmas (bruno's Tale)
by: Di Ellis, Australia
T'was the night before Christmas, and though it was hot;
Remus was dozing, the cats had dropped off;
The stockings were dangling from hooks here and there;
We just hoped that Santa could figure out where.
Di and Yvonne were stretched out on their beds;
The humidity high, not a breeze stirred their heads;
And though I was on guard, the heat was quite tiring;
I started to nod off, not very inspiring.
When from outside there was such a clatter;
I leaped to my feet to see what was the matter;
Was it frogs on the window, or possums on the roof;
I barked out for Remus, I knew I'd need proof;
We ran to the window and scanned far and near;
The cats flew upstairs, cowering in fear.
Then I spotted a strange car, with 8 ugly dogs;
They were bigger than me, and wore odd looking clogs;
And then down stepped a man - very large and red;
Was this Santa? Out here? Quick, get the girls out of bed!
So we barked and we barked, then we heard the man shout;
He was calling his dogs, Gosh, I hope they can't get out!
"Now Dutchy! now Bruiser! Now Bluey and Rex!
On Lily! On Hamish! On Ebony and Tex!
To the top of the patio, to the top of the wall;
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
With that they took off, straight up in the air;
We were shocked, me and Remus, we didn't think it was fair;
We couldn't fly - Lord knows we had tried;
When we chased that bush turkey right round the side;
They thumped onto the roof, made a heck of a noise;
It was louder than one of my squeaky toys;
We ran to the stairs to defend hearth and home;
When down walked Santa looking like a big garden gnome.
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot;
A bit hot for Australia, he even had boots!
A sack full of presents he had on his back;
He looked like a swaggie opening his pack;
And though he was an intruder - and we were the guards;
He was obviously a dog man - we didn't try very hard;
He smiled and called us, he tickled our ears;
Asked if we'd been good doggies for all of the year.
He smelt so delicious like a very good dog treat;
Our tails started wagging, we could barely stay on our feet;
He had a big happy face and a big round belly;
That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly;
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf;
And I grinned when I saw him in spite of myself.
He gave us a wink, and from out of his pocket;
Came two Christmas bones, I was on mine like a rocket;
With such a good man we had nothing to fear;
We chewed on our bones while he filled our stockings with cheer;
Then when he was done he gave us a wave;
And went back up the stairs, not a sound he made.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle;
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle;
But I heard him shout out before he flew out of sight;
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
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