The Night Before Christmas 2017

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I always seem to have new blog readers joining me, so for those of you that are new, this is a holiday tradition at Brian’s Home. I read a special version of “The Night Before Christmas” to my sisters and my brother too. And for my regular friends and followers, thanks for putting up with this one more time. Tradition is tradition after all!  Oh, that really is me in the hat and beard, it’s not a photoshop thing.

Merry Christmas from Brian's Home

(My sincere apologies to Clement Moore)

Twas the night before Christmas, we’re home in our house,
I thought I saw something, perhaps it’s a mouse.

Our stockings are hung just a bit up the stairs,
I swear I hear something, but I don’t know from where.

Mom and Dad are still sleeping with Zoe and Grace in the bed,
I ought to go wake them cause I saw something red.

Neither sis is moving, and neither is Dad,
I could wake up Mamma, but she might get real mad.

When out in the back yard I heard such a crash
I think there’s a neighbor there stealing our trash.

I peeked out the window and tried hard to see,
I just can’t imagine what it really might be.

The moon sure was shinin’ on a wee bit of frost
I’m sure something’s out there, unless it got lost.

Then all of a sudden my eyes focused near, What’s that? A sled? Could those be reindeer?
Wait a minute I thought, as I held up my paws, I bet ya that fat guy must be Santa Claus.

The reindeer they saw me so closer they came,
And Santa started shoutin’ and yelled out their name.

He said “Dasher” then “Dancer” then “Prancer and “Vixen”
Then “Comet” then “Cupid” then “Donner” then “Blitzen”!

Then all of a sudden I stuck out my neck,
I just don’t believe it, they flew to the deck.

The dry leaves were rustling and the wind started to blow,
A zippin’, and scootin’ around the sky they did go.

They went to our roof and landed real hard,
And some toys from the sled ended up in the yard.

I heard something weird but it had a good beat,
By golly it’s tapping of those cute reindeer feet.

My tail was tucked in and I started to run,
When he fell down the chimney and started to hum.

It’s that same great big fat man, the one with the beard,
He looked and he winked and then he just sneered.

I think he’s got cat toys in that great big red sack,
I’m starting to like him, I’ll help him unpack.

He knelt to the floor as slow as he could,
I could tell by his eyes that this human was good.

He finally got down and spread out a mat,
Then invited me over and gave me a pat.

He said he likes kitties and all critters too,
I told him I loved him and gave him a mew.

He looked at our tree then opened that sack,
The toys were for us, nope, he can’t have them back!

He sure seemed so nice that I started to purr,
I looked at his pants, they’re all covered with fur.

Wait, here comes Dolly, with Precious and Kit, I hope that’s not bad,
Cause if they get scared they will wake Mom and Dad.

He peeked in the bedroom with a smile oh so real,
He waved a big howdy to Brother Simon and Sis Seal.

Then he finished unpacking and started to go,
But first said a prayer for Angels Sascha, Ivan and Moe.

He went to the chimney and stuck out his hand,
Now boy that’s an exit all mighty and grand.

He jumped on his sled and gave the reindeer a shout
And then they took off, just what’s that all about?

You know what he said when the sled pulled away?
“Happy Christmas to kitties, adopt them you may!”

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38 thoughts on “The Night Before Christmas 2017”

  2. Marg

    We love the poem as always. It is so much fun to read and glad Sascha was in it too. We miss her. You all have a fantastic Christmas and we just know that Santa will be good to you.

  8. Sherri-Ellen T-D.

    Grate poe-em an Santa Selfie Brian!!! Furabuluss way to cellybrate. Come on over to thee Purrfect Pad as mee did a speshell Selfie an Birthday card fur LadyMum!
    ***nose bumpsss*** Siddhartha Henry xxxxxxxxx

  9. Erin the Cat, Princess

    Oh Brian, that is awesome and the first time we have heard it. I cant wait till next year and the next telling off that epic tale… I hopes you all get a little something special under the tree mom and dad too, for all the hard work they do.
    Toodle pips and festive purrs
    Erin

  11. meowmeowmans

    Yay! We’ve been waiting for this, Brian. We look forward to reading your Night Before Christmas each and every year!

    Merry Christmas to you and your whole family. We love you lots!

  12. Angel Sammy and Teddy

    We have always loved your poem Brian and we always will….it’s a part of OUR tradition too! We hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and we hope you get all you wish for and more!

    Love, Teddy, Angel Sammy and Mom Pam

  13. Valentine

    Oh, I am so happy to learn about this tradition you have & I very much enjoyed it! Wishing all of you warm hugs and a kitty cuddling Christmas! Thanks for being my furr-iends & I am so grateful!

  17. Marv

    My Mom says she loves to read this every year…I, Marvelous, have NEVER heard it before and I love it too!
    I shall make it MY tradition too!
    I wish this Christmas Eve brings for you the gifts of happiness, good health & joy! 
    Purrs
    Marv

  18. The OP Pack

    Thank you, Brian. Our Christmas Eve Day is even more special now that you have shared the beautiful story with us.

    Merry Christmas to you and your family.

    Woos – Lightning, MIsty, and Timber, and Mom too

  32. KB

    I absolutely love it Brian, and it’s not my first Christmas Eve with you. I loved the mention of your angels and new kitties…

    Thank you so much for this tradition.

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