|Gibson, all snug on the rug with his stocking.|
A Husky’s Night Before Christmas
FiveSibesMom's adaptation of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas
by Clement Clarke Moore
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Sibe;
The stockings were hung on the stair rail with care,
In hopes that Santa Paws soon would be there.
The Huskies were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of squeaky toys danced in their heads;
With Harley on her blanket, and Gib on my lap,
Wolf, Chloe, and Bandit all settled down
|Santa Kathleen from our vet's office!|
And he left rawhides for all five in the pack.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And touching his finger to alpha Sibe’s nose,
He gave them all treats and up the skylight he rose;
He sprang to his Husky-driven sleigh and gave a loud "Hike!"
And away they all drove like on a speed racer's bike.
But we heard him exclaim, before he went out of sight,
"Merry Christmas FiveSibes,
the Rainbow Bridge.
Have a wondrous Christmas Eve, Everyone!