Twas The Night Before Christmas Great Dane Dog Story

Please enjoy our Max and Katie the Great Dane's personalized tale....this is more an audio than video version.. Merry Christmas to All!Show more

.‘TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMASbrAn Original Max and Katie the Great Danes Tale read by Lawrence Dyer aka Dad..b

‘Twas the night before Christmas for Katie and Max,They were not stirring, not even for snacks
The stockings were chewed by the chimney with care,Not a treat left inside because big Max was there

Now Katie and Max were all snug in OUR bed,While visions of turkey legs danced in their heads,
With Kate in her jammies and red Santa’s cap,And Max in his long johns, the ones with the flap.Max covered his eyes, his paws on his face,

His drool hung down like a tennis shoe lace,He spread out his legs and his head and his tail,He runs in his sleep like a psycho Clydesdale
But Mama and I tried to find us some space,Our legs are curled up and our arms are displaced,For silly pet owners with dogs in their bed,
There’s no stretching out, no pillow for your head.
Now throughout the night, Max farts in his sleep Kate sticks up her legs - like an upside down sheep,
But we settled down for a long winter’s nap,With four rescued cats filling all of the gaps.
When out on the lawn there arose such a racket,Kate jumped out of bed, she might have to attack it,We opened the window and looked up at the sky,There was something above that was not meant to fly.
Then, what to our wondering eyes should appear,But a giant red sleigh, and what looked like reindeer,Turns out it was Santa and the deer were Great Danes,They crashed on the roof with him holding the reins.
More rapid than beagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;"Now, Darla and Radar, now Samson and Zeus,On Bella and Harley, on Molly and Moose

So up to the house-top the big dogs they flew,
With a big guy in front they referred to as ’Blue’.And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,The Danes they were tinkling, and looking aloof,We turned back around to investigate more,

But Max was still sleeping, he continued to snore.We shook him awake, “Max you’re missing the fun”We know that you’re deaf, but the fun has begun,We flew down the stairs and turned on the lights,

And there was St. Nick in his red suit and tights.He was covered in ash from his head to foot,His hat and his glasses were covered in soot "I fell down the chimney, with toys in these sacks”,
The Danes they were laughing and making wise cracks.

His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry,His face was He had a broad face and a little round belly,He pulled out a snack - peanut butter and jelly.Well Max he just loved it ‘cause that’s his best snack,He wanted some more so he took Santa’s sack.b

Santa caught up with Max and he gave him his snack,Which bought him some time, to unload his sack.He had sticks, he had balls, he had frisbees and stuffies,There were cookies and chew-toys for big dogs and puppies
.A bundle of rawhides Santa dropped at Max’s feet He said, “Holy crap, how much does he eat?”Then Santa bent down to kiss Max on the nose,Max licked him with drool - his face and his clothes.

Now Max he loved Santa, so he gave him the ‘Dane hug’ ,He pushed Santa so hard - he fell to the rug,“Why you’re a sweet pup”, Santa said with a smile,“You could fly in my sled”… “maybe once in a while”

.Now Katie’s more quiet, but she’s full of affection,She loves her stuffed toys, and her reindeer collection,She brought some to Santa to take to his sleigh,He could give these to others, well maybe a stray.
All dogs are so gracious, they’re man’s special treasure,
Living only for love, to give families great pleasure,brSt. Nick leaned over, kissed both dogs on the head."Now you gentle giants, you go back to bed”.He backed up the chimney in a bright flash of red
We went back to the room but Max beat us to bed,Santa sprang to his sleigh, to his Danes gave a whistle,And it flew in the sky like a red guided missile
And we heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight,Merry Christmas to all – you dogs have a good night!
by Lawrence Dyer....aka Dad