DragonSlayer
Well-Known Member
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse. Our 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 their dog was filling their head. With mom in her kerchief and I in my cap knew our dog was cold, yet didnt care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, figuring our dog was free of his chain and into the trash. The moon on the crest of the new fallen snow gave the luster of mid-day to objects below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear but Santa Claus with his eyes full of tears. He unchained our dog once so lively and quick last years Christmas present now painfully sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dogs name and our dog ran to him despite all of his pain. On Dasher, on Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch to the top of the wall Lets find this dog a home where he will be loved by all. I knew in an instant thered be no gifts this year, for Santa had made one thing exceedingly clear. The gift of a dog is not just for the season. We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to think of a cool gift for the kids there was one very important thing that we missed; A dog should be family, and cared for the same. You dont give a gift, and then put it on a chain. And I heard him explain as he rode out of sight, You werent given a gift, you were given a life!
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, figuring our dog was free of his chain and into the trash. The moon on the crest of the new fallen snow gave the luster of mid-day to objects below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear but Santa Claus with his eyes full of tears. He unchained our dog once so lively and quick last years Christmas present now painfully sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dogs name and our dog ran to him despite all of his pain. On Dasher, on Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch to the top of the wall Lets find this dog a home where he will be loved by all. I knew in an instant thered be no gifts this year, for Santa had made one thing exceedingly clear. The gift of a dog is not just for the season. We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to think of a cool gift for the kids there was one very important thing that we missed; A dog should be family, and cared for the same. You dont give a gift, and then put it on a chain. And I heard him explain as he rode out of sight, You werent given a gift, you were given a life!
.. sad though 
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