Just for the holidays this year, I thought it would be fun to make a dog version of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas. I think it turned out pretty well, but there WERE some tough places to rhyme, so AI helped out a little bit here and there. Let me know what you think in the comments, and please make suggestions if you come up with any to share.
If you have dogs and kids, I think this would be so sweet to share with your kids around Christmas time. The addition of dogs make the poem much more interesting to children. If my daughters were younger, I would definitely read this version to them.
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‘Twas the Night Before Pupmas
’Twas the night before Pupmas, and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring—well… maybe the mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Puppola soon would be here.
The hoomans were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of chew toys danced in dog heads.
I curled in my blanket, my nose tucked in tight,
Just waiting for magic to fill this special night.
When out in the yard, there arose such a clatter,
I leapt off the couch to see what was the matter.
I nudged the front curtain with one steady paw,
and there—in the moonlight—I think I saw…
A sleigh of toy and treat sacks, shiny and bright,
Pulled by eight happy mutts in their holiday flight.
With a jolly old driver who smelled just like treats,
I knew in an instant—my tail would happily greet.
“Now Bandit! Now Bella! Now Toby and Dasher!
On Maple! On Ranger! On Biscuit and Flasher!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away—zoomies, zoomies for all!”
They flew like a Frisbee tossed far across snow,
Their paws leaving sparkles wherever they go.
Then—whoosh!—down the chimney came St. Pup with a squeak,
Shaking soot from his fur, looking merry and chic.
He carried a bag that smelled glorious—wow!
With bones, toys, and biscuits (please give some now).
He placed the new toys with a soft, happy sigh,
Then winked at the mouse as he strolled on by.
Before heading out, he gave me a pat,
And whispered, “Be good to your hoomans… and also the cat.”
Then back up the chimney, his paws didn’t slip—
He must do training; that dog’s quite equipped.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a bark,
And away they all soared through the cold winter dark.
But I heard him exclaim as they vanished from sight—
“Merry Pupmas to all! And to all a good night!”
