January 5th 2008 11:24 am
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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except a wild-eyed Boxer named Mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
but none of us quite knowing the fawn and furry Boxer would soon be there.
The Lab and kitty cat were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of secret treasures danced in the Boxers' head
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had no idea the Boxer was getting ready to pull all of this crap,
When all of a sudden I heard such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Down to the stairs I flew like a flash,
But the Boxer had already tore open all the presents.
And man he was having a blast.
He lay their proud of himself as he chewed on the fake snow
and I looked all around at the damage below,
When, what to my tired eyes should appear,
But the Boxer had decided to eat our plastic reindeer,
With a hint of child like innocence, he was so lively and quick,
I thought it was a dream and gave myself a prick.
More rapid than a bear, his terror had already came,
And I shouted and called him but a few choice names;
"Now, Mouse! I shouted so loud and so firm,
I asked him to listen, but he was already on the go!
Around the house I chased him until I was totally bent!
To the top of the stairs! Around to the wall!
He dashed away! dashed away! like he was laughing at us all!
His eyes full of joy-- how they twinkled! how merry!
His cheeks puffed out from the mouth full of paper,
and me so mad I turned red like a cherry!
The drool from his mouth dropped down in a steady flow,
And his chin white with toy stuffing looked like he had eaten snow;
The ornament how he held them so tight in his teeth,
Was just a small preview of the damage he'd planned.
He tore down the wreath, I glancing up into the kitchen
I see he has eaten our Santa doll with the little round belly,
(He even ate our Christmas grape jelly too.)
It was just so much to take in, a right jolly night itself,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon let me to know I had a lot more to dread;
He barked not a sound, but went straight to his work,
He ripped down all the stockings; with one single jerk,
And laying his paw aside his nose,
He giving it a nod, and up the Tree he rose;
He tore down that tree, and making a sound almost like a whistle,
And down it came, breaking all our crystal.
But I heard him exclaim, as he ran out of sight,
"MERRY WOO, WOO, TO WOO AND TO WOO A GOODNIGHT!"
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