‘Twas the night before Christmas and 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 filling their head
And Ma 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 he was free of his chain and into the trash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of midday to objects below
When to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Claus – and his eyes full of tears
He unchained the dog once so lively and quick
Last years Christmas present now so thin and so sick
More rapid than eagles he called the dogs name
And the dog ran to him, in spite of his pain
Now Dasher! Now 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!
Let’s find this dog a home where he’s loved by all!
I knew in an instant there’d be no gifts this year
For Santa Claus made one thing clear…
The gift of a dog is not just for a season
We had gotten the pup for all the wrong reasons
In our haste to think for the kids, a gift
There was one important thing that we missed
A dog should be family and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift then put it on a chain
I heard Santa exclaim as he rode out of sight
“You weren’t given a gift! You were given a life!”
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 filling their head
And Ma 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 he was free of his chain and into the trash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of midday to objects below
When to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Claus – and his eyes full of tears
He unchained the dog once so lively and quick
Last years Christmas present now so thin and so sick
More rapid than eagles he called the dogs name
And the dog ran to him, in spite of his pain
Now Dasher! Now 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!
Let’s find this dog a home where he’s loved by all!
I knew in an instant there’d be no gifts this year
For Santa Claus made one thing clear…
The gift of a dog is not just for a season
We had gotten the pup for all the wrong reasons
In our haste to think for the kids, a gift
There was one important thing that we missed
A dog should be family and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift then put it on a chain
I heard Santa exclaim as he rode out of sight
“You weren’t given a gift! You were given a life!”
