'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
(neither were the squirrels in the attic but that's another story)
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicolas soon would be there;
Little Emily was nestled all snug in her bed,
While visions of iPhones danced in her head;
Carol in her jammies, and Mike in his cap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away past the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the door by where coats are all stashed;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my sister, Amy, and her doggy so dear,
With a giant, spry labrador, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment that it wasn't St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles my dog also came,
And we whistled, and shouted, and called them bad names;
"Now, Sophie! now, Janie! now, stop that! Get down!
No barking! No jumping! Stop horsing around!
To the top of the couch! to the top of the wall!
They dashed away! dashed away! dashed away all!"
So all over house then the coursers they flew,
Drug their leashes behind, and their mommies too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the stair
The determined descent of the one with red hair.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the stairs Crazy Carol came with a bound.
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread;
She spoke not a word, but went straight to the fridge,
And pulled out two bones; then turned with a jerk,
And pointing her finger at the fighting canines,
And giving a nod, they sat on their behinds;
She sprang to the microwave, punched defrost, set the clock
And the tails they both swished liked they'd just hit the jackpot.
Then I heard her exclaim, ere she tossed them the bones..
Merry Christmas to all, and to family come home!