I have started writing my own songs to sing round the Christmas tree. I expect the rest of the family to join in, preferably in this case by coming up with the items rather than actually singing. Here for those of you who would like to join in at home is ‘The Twelve Dog Days of Christmas’.
I’ll just sing the last verse for you, otherwise we’ll be here all day.
Sorry just clearing my throat.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my owners gave to me,
Twelve brand new collars
Eleven flying Frisbees
Ten doggie biscuits
Nine ropes for throwing
Eight toys for tugging
Seven balls a bouncing
Six rubber chickens
Five warm beds
Four toys for fetch
Three hide chews
Two marrow bones
And a dog treat made of turkey.
Tomorrow I think I will make a start on rewriting the Christmas carols so that they all include a dog somewhere. They can still basically be about the birth of Jesus, but I’m sure one of the wise men would have given him a puppy and the shepherds would have been lost without their sheepdogs. Where would the little town of Bethlehem have been without the odd dog howling on the hillside and frankly I’ve always though the manger looked quite comfortable for a nap. I would have been willing to share, as long as the donkey didn’t kick too much.
I wonder what the name of Good King Wenceslaus’s dog was, he must deserve a mention somewhere. He could have been the one gathering sticks for a quick game of fetch.