Twas the Night Before Fudge's Birthday!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Twas the night before a fourth birthday, when all through the house

The only creature stirring was a very large VernMouse

The stockings were someplace, but we have no idea where

We have reverted to bags because St. Nicholas doesn’t care

 

Fudgie was snuggled all snug in her dog bed

While visions of rabbits danced in her head

Mama was in bed, and Dada was having a nightcap

Hoping mama was awake and not pretending to nap

 

When out in the kitchen, there arose a huge clatter

And Vern went berserk to see what was the matter

I remember thinking, oh dear, not tonight

Does that darn dog ever sleep and why so uptight

 

Luckily, I looked outside and there was no fallen snow

It was easier to turn on the lights and glance to and fro

When, what to my tired eyes should appear

But my daughter making dog treats and having a beer

 

She had opened the dehydrator and was giving it a test

Despite the fact that it was late and we wanted to rest

“Mom, it’s Fudge’s birthday on Christmas or did you forget?”

I wanted to make something special for our little brunette

 

Forget, me, never, how dare you imply

That my heart doesn’t light up when Fudge is nearby

For four years ago on a beautiful Christmas Day

Our Fudgie was born and to us made her way

 

We had some requirements and out they all came

I told the breeder repeatedly that this was our aim

“We want a brown coat!

Not too big, not too tall!

A laid back personality

Is a definite must for all

At the top of the list

We made it quite clear

Calm dog!  Calm dog!

Do not dash our hopes!

 

We picked up our sweetie on a nice, March day

It was Friday the 13^th, an omen you say

She was certainly brown and not too big or too tall

But calm she wasn’t, not outside at all

 

She was perfectly perfect in her doodley good looks

And we laughed when we met her until we all shook

The breeder told us she was the calmest one in the pack

We still laugh about that one, and call her a quack

 

We thank our stars for our Fudge every day

We would have missed out on so much if she hadn’t come our way

Sometimes you don’t know what you want till you get it

And then you see you fit together like a ball and a mitt

 

So, on this night before Fudge’s birthday, when you are ready for bed

Listen closely for bells, a whistle, or sled

Meanwhile, in our house, at the end of the night

We will all be saying, thank you for Fudge, you got it just right!

Happy Birthday, Fudge!!  You light up our life!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Thanks, BG!

F, Nope...it does not work that way. Once you are on my naughty list, you stay on my naughty list. This is not the show Numbers. This is real life :) LOL

[F, Calla & Luca]

Is the naughty list like double negatives? Since I thought I was on it for a very long time, and now you've put me on it again maybe they cancel each other out and I'm OK. Capisce?

[BG and Gavin]

What a wonderful tribute to sweet Fudge.  Happy Birthday pretty girl!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Thank you, DJ!

Karen and F, You just went on the naughty list, too. I feel a dream coming on. LOL

Thanks, Elizabeth, for your nice comment and for not making fun of my large feet :)

Too late, Doris, once you get on my naughty list, you are on there forever. LOL

[DJ & Chance]

Love the photo, love the name, love the dood: Happy Birthday Fudge!

[F, Calla & Luca]

I think you paid Laurie a huge compliment.

[Doris, Knox & Flash]

K & F, I hate to get on Laurie's naughty list.  2013 may be a loooooong year for me.....

[F, Calla & Luca]

It is a brilliant comment, Doris.

[Elizabeth, Bailey & Bruin]

Happy Birthday sweet Fudge!!!

[Karen, Jasper and Jackdoodle]

Doris, that might be my favorite DK poem ever!