Thursday, December 13, 2012

In Honor of the Montana Malamutes ~

Dear furiends, pops received this on his facebook wall today and wanted to repost it here. Generally, we don't do a lot of reposting, but this one really touched us. Our last transport was one of these malamutes. Merry Christmas dear furiends ♥


In Honor of the Montana Malamutes ~
http://www.malamuterescue.org/
http://www.malamuterescue.org/about/donations.html
http://www.mtlchs.org/pages/malamutes.htm




Twas the night before Christmas
when all thru the house

Not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nick soon would be there.

The children all nestled snug in their beds
With no thought of the dog filling their head.

And mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Knew the dog was cold, but didn’t care about that.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash
Figuring the dog was free of his chain and into the trash.

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Clause with his eyes full of tears.

He unchained the dog once so lively and quick
Last year’s Christmas present now painfully sick.

More rapid than eagles he called the dog’s name
and the dog ran to him despite all his pain.

Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner and Blitzen.

To the top of the porch to the top of the wall
Let’s find this dog a home where he will be loved by all.

I knew in an instant there would be no gifts this year
For Santa had made one thing quite clear.

The gift of a dog is not just for the season
We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.

In our haste to think of the kids a gift
There was one important thing we missed

A dog should be family, and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift, then put it on a chain.

And I heard him explain as he rode out of site,
“You weren’t given a gift, you were given a life.”

RA, Isis & Nanük

15 comments:

Frankie Furter and Ernie said...

OH how Wonderful. The PAWfect post fur this time of year... when peeps sometimes make IMPULSIVE decisions.

chuy said...

Dang nabbit! You made me cry!! What a wonderful poem. Thank you for posting this.
Licks and wags and a Merry Christmas to all.
Chuy and the furgang

Jane and Chris said...

This made Mummy Janey cry...but we'd sure love a stocking like those!
The Maple Syrup Mob
xxxxx

Tweedles -- that's me said...

So beautiful
love
tweedles

GOOSE said...

So beautiful. Yep MOM has tears in her eyes.
Blessings,
Goose

Cotton said...

Lovely poem, pal!
Cotton

Mollie said...

What a fantastic post, wish I had a stocking with one of those cuties in it :) xx00xx

Mollie and Alfie

Misaki @ misadventuresofMisaki said...

I don't think I was ever small enough to fit in one of those stocking BOL

savannahspawtracks.com said...

RA! pawsome post!! Rumpy Dog made the point in a post about this is not the time of year to gift animals...and this poem is just great! Paw pats, Savannah peeEss play bows for Nanuk (my Got'Cha day buddy) and Isis and nose rub for Mr Mark

Arno "Arnino" said...

Thank you for the wonderful poem!
Arno

Siku Marie, White Dog said...

What a perfect reminder! Thank you for this poem remembering that life on a chain isn't living.

speedyrabbit said...

Sniff sniff that brought a tear to my eye lovely and sad too,xxSpeedy's mum

Echo said...

Wonderful poem pal !!

Thank you for sharing ^^
Woos of love.

Echo & Link

heyitsjethere said...

Hey RA, Hey Isis, Hey Nanuik, Jet here.

Absolutely worth reposting. :)

Blue said...

What a moving poem, we had a quiet sniff or two here.
Finn