'Twas the night before Christmas, on Driftwood Creek Road
Not a critter was stirring, not even a toad;
The leashes were hung in the closet with care,
Dog brushes were washed and were wiped clean of hair;
The Parsons were nestled so snug on my bed,
I was surely surprised and thought they were dead;
So I grabbed my Merlot for my healthy “night cap”,
And wondered aloud “Just where will I nap?"
When out on the road there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Slipped on a dog bone– gave my leg quite a gash.
My shin was quite bloody, I stubbed my big toe
Fell out on the deck and made quite a show,
Regained my composure -- wiped at my tears.
"Come on in here and have a few beers!”
My friend she had brought me a pup who was “pick”
of a litter of eight – and boy was she slick!
She knew I would love her and surely exclaim!
"I just have to have her – can I give her a name?”
“I’ve Casper, and Dotti, and Missy, and Brandy,
“I’ve Moose, and I’ve Abby, Caliopi and Candy,
“I’ve Sky and I’ve Barry – and the labs to play ball,
“The labs they are 5, so I’ve 15 in all.”
I knew my friend knew when she heard me sigh,
That I just had to have her or I surely would die,
So down the staircase to the front door I flew,
After grabbing my wine, robe, and slippers, too.
When I opened the door, I heard her laugh,
"I saw you fall upstairs – your usual gaffe!
I brought you this puppy -- so turn her around,
To see how she’s structured – she’s perfectly sound!"
Her body was all white, from her head to her paws,
I knew that my friend was the real Santa Claus;
A bundle of joy she had brought me that night,
I knew that to keep her would have to be right.
Her eyes -- how they twinkled! Her barking how merry!
Her cheeks were so rosy, her name would be Cherye!
Her body, it shook and she had such a wiggle,
She licked me ferociously – and she made me giggle;
A piece of a bone she held tight in her lips,
As she jumped up, she wiggled from her head to her hips;
She had a white face and a little round belly,
That shook, when she barked like a bowlful of jelly.
She was chubby and plump, like a little old elf,
And I laughed when I saw her, in spite of myself;
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
Soon gave me to know she would sleep on my bed;
Meanwhile, the others awoke from their sleep,
They ran down the stairs, and they fell in a heap,
They licked Cherye all over -- from her tail to her nose,
With 15 a lickin’, she struck such a pose;
Then they jumped to their feet, and as quick as a mouse,
They ran to the door and then out of the house.
Then my friend she exclaimed, as she drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"
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