Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Advent Calendar: Day 25



A Visit From Santa Puppy

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Lucky was patrolling, quiet as a mouse.
His humans were tucked into their beds with such care,
In hopes that Santa Puppy soon would be there.

The kitty was nestled all snug on the couch,
Though this failed to make her less of a grouch.
With every room now secure, and food on his plate,
Lucky set his patrol as his shift would be late.

Then outside the door there arose such a clatter,
Lucky sprang into action to see what was the matter.
Away towards the door he flew like a flash,
Slid across the tile, and stopped with a crash.

He picked up his head and shook it to and fro,
then looked around, wondering which way he should go.
Off to the door to see what there he could smell?
Or up to the window to see what his sight would tell?

Before he could make up his mind, he grew very scared;
At the bottom of the door a dog flap appeared!
Then in stuck a nose which had whiskers so white
And let in the chill of that cold winter’s night.

Lucky stayed very still, not knowing what to do;
He just stared at the door as a doggie came through.
He was dressed in some clothes, a red hat and a coat.
He even had a jingly collar at his throat.

Lucky knew in an instant just who this dog was.
From the hat on his head to the fluff of his paws,
A large red velvet sack made everything clear,
Lucky knew it for sure, Santa Puppy was here!

Lucky sat in the corner, not daring to breathe,
As he watched Santa Puppy shake out his sleeve.
He moved with his bag over to where the cat lay
And took out a toy mousy to act as her prey.

To the kitchen he then went, to find Lucky’s dish,
But he suddenly stopped, his tail went swish swish.
There was a plate with biscuits for him to take;
They smelled delicious, they were freshly baked.

After eating a few, he found Lucky’s plate,
He moved very quickly, he was now running late.
He left Lucky some bones, and some bacon crisps, too.
And next to the dish, a nice smelly shoe.

Then outside Lucky heard a whistle and a call,
“Come on, Santa Puppy! We’ll be late after all!”
Santa Puppy rushed to the door as quick as can be,
He made running on tile look so easy!

He looked over at Lucky and gave him a wink;
Then quickly he was gone, in less than a blink.
Out into the night, a voice did declare,

“Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year!”


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