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[sid] => 29325
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => SANTA WITHOUT HIS REINDEER
[time] => 2003-12-14 00:39:06
[hometext] => What happened to your Reindeer Santa, you don't say! That's just horrible, what do you want today?
[bodytext] => My critter dogs were snoozing, their noon day nap. When our silence was ruined by a terrible zap! I jumped up from my computer, and ran stumbling to the front door! What I saw there was too much, I fainted to the floor! Regaining my consciousness, I reached for my "Irish Creme!" A loud rap at my door, I knew, this was no dream! My critters were barking, my head seemed to whirl. My Kerchief grabbed, my Stetson replaced. I stood, a Wyoming Cowgirl! I opened the door, and could still see the monstrous sight! One Mountain Pine clipped, and leaning to the right! Tremendous blow by flying Jeep, or maybe a sleigh? All of this destruction and it isn't even noon-day "How did you get over my fence I asked this stranger?" "Wasn't easy lady, flying a sleigh without any reindeer! I suppose you could say, I contantly prayed, and flew by the seat of my pants to get here!" I then yelled, "Well Fella whomever you are..... you get back on your contraption, and by the seat of your pants....fly away!!" A tear I saw drop, from his fat little face so near. Then he related, "I'm Santa dear, and I've lost all my reindeer!" There was no moon, just dirty old worn out snow, My heart was melted by his plight, I'd lost my "Gusto!" "Well Santa, for goodness sake what happened?" "Rudolph's persecution on this day, was all that he could take, poking fun and laughing at his nose.....never stays away, he dysfuntioned!~ He plugged them all soundly, dead straight away! I need your dogs, "Lovingcritters," to guide my sleigh!" "But, Santa, you can't use my critters 6, they're dogs. Dogs can't fly Santa, just like you and I, grounded, nixed! Santa then says,"But that is unfounded, for reindeer cannot fly either!" I'll teach them, they have tails, they can fly further. With the help of his elves, we sewed their costumes for hours! Antlers, and hoofs, holes for their tails, they were ours! Now Toastie girl is a hunter....better let her take the lead. Tooney is a barker, and without her barking, slow airspeed. Bootie is big and can take up the slack, she's also very kind. Little Tiny is bashful, and very refined. Picy dog is ornery, can catch anything that falls, especially balls! Poor little Winnie better be put in the back, to track. "Now Santa I want you to know, they are just dogs! so please treat them like so, and try to remember, they have to piddle as they go!" The tears had dried, and in his eyes I saw a twinkle! I heard him say, "Are you critters ready to take off now?" I closed my eyes with one high brow, I couldn't look... I held my breath, and heard "Chow!Chow!Chow!" With that I peeked, and thought I would weep... For they flew high, and straight like a Jet's upsweep! I gazed as I saw them fly by so dangerously!! Toastie was leading, Tooney was barking. Winnie was seated on Santa's lap as Picy dog filled in for her gap! Bootie was having the time of her life.... she was flying at last! Then I heard Santa exclaim, "Twil be a "Doggone" good Holiday Season this year, from Reindeer to dogs, what a contrast!" My last thoughts as I saw them disappear... "You'd better let them piddle, Santa, remember you're bringing up the rear!" Created by Cheri Cam LeBren December 2003 "Finally, I found a good job for my critters 6! If you should see any flying dogs, you'll know they are mine!" *giggles* [comments] => 4 [counter] => 350 [topic] => 54 [informant] => lovingcritters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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