T’was the Night Before Dog-mass
Author: Admin | Filed under: Christmas, Dog Writing & Poems Monday Dec 24,2007Twas the night before Dog-mas,
when all through the pound
not a puppy was yelping,
or playing around;
Our leashes were hung
by our kennels with care,
in hopes that St. Bernard would soon find us there;
Puppies were curled up, all snug in their beds,
while visions of doggie-treats danced in their heads;
Lulu in her collar,
on somebody’s lap,
had tucked in her tail
for a midwinter’s nap’
When outside the room
there arose such a clatter,
my ears perked right up
to hear what was the matter.
A Christmas Shelter Dog’s Poem
Author: Admin | Filed under: Christmas Thoughts - Serious, Dog Writing & Poems Friday Dec 21,2007Unfortunately it’s not all fun and joy, love and laughter for all the dogs out there this year, or any year or even any day of the year. At this most special time of the year I ask you to spare a few minutes…. read this and share it. I am reposting it from my main Dog site - For the Love of the Dog.
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As you gather this holiday season to spend time with friends and family and your own beloved furry family members, take just a moment to think of those dogs and cats who sit alone and unwanted, with just the barest of necessities.
Gather up some old blankets and towels, maybe grab an extra bag of treats or food or a few toys when you’re out shopping and take that few extra minutes to drop them at your local shelter. You can do this anytime of the year, but at this special time of love and caring and sharing, please, take just those few extra minutes and make this holiday a little more special for a few lonely shelter animals.
A Christmas Shelter Dog’s Poem
’Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full—we are lost, but not found.
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care.
They’ll come to adopt us and give us the call,
“Come here, Max and Sparkie — come fetch your new ball!”
But now we sit here and think of the days
we were treated so fondly — we had cute, baby ways.
Wrapping Christmas Presents with Puppy
Author: Admin | Filed under: Christmas, Christmas Funnies, Christmas Gifts, Dog Writing & Poems Monday Dec 17,2007
1. Gather presents, boxes, paper, etc. in middle of living room floor.
2. Get tape back from puppy.
3. Remove scissors from older dog’s mouth.
4. Open box.
5. Take puppy out of box.
6. Remove tape from older dog’s mouth.
7. Take scissors away from puppy.
8. Put present in box.
9. Remove present from puppy’s mouth.
10. Put back in box after removing puppy from box.
11. Take scissors from older dog and sit on them.
12. Remove puppy from box and put on lid.
13. Take tape away from older dog.
14. Unroll paper.
15. Take puppy OFF box.
Christmas Guard Dog
Author: Admin | Filed under: Christmas Fun, Christmas Funnies, Dog Writing & Poems Sunday Dec 9,2007
By Shel Silverstein
Tonight’s my first night as a watchdog,
And here it is Christmas Eve.
The children are sleeping all cozy upstairs,
While I’m guardin’ the stockin’s and tree.
I’m guarding the stockings I’m guarding the stockings I’m guarding the stockings
What’s that now—footsteps on the rooftop?
Could it be a cat or a mouse?
Who’s this down the chimney?
A thief with a beard—
And a big sack for robbin’ the house?
Last Year’s Christmas Present
Author: Admin | Filed under: Christmas, Christmas Thoughts - Serious, Dog Writing & Poems Saturday Dec 8,2007This is more on the serious side but it is important to think about. Please take a moment to read it. It comes from another of my blogs - For the Love of the Dog
Read and think about this! Pass it along to anyone and everyone you know. If you want a little more information, read “Reconsider Thinking About Pets as Christmas Gifts”
Last Years Christmas Present
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
With no thought of the dog outside filling their head.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Knew he was cold, but didn’t care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Figuring the dog was free and into the trash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Santa Claus - his eyes full of tears.
He unchained the dog, once so lively and quick,
Last years Christmas present, now thin and sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dog’s name.
And the dog ran to him, despite all his pain;