‘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 Santapaws soon would be there;
The puppies were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of muddy walks danced in their heads;
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Leapt from their bed to see what was the matter.
When what to their dreamy eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With their wagging tails and dancing on claws,
They knew in a moment he must be St. Paws.
And then, in a twinkling, they heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
In excitement they were barking and spinning around,
Down the chimney SantaPaws came with a bound.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
The pups knew what they were, though the soot made them black.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a berry!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon let them know they had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled the dogs stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, and gave his team a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But they heard him exclaim, when he drove out of sight—
We’d like to wish all of our lovely clients a very very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from all of us at The Dog House. Thank you for supporting us this year!
Anna and Selina