Christmas zealie contest

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Did someone say - SQUIRREL???

Purred: Fri Nov 28, '08 7:57am PST


	Now that's Thanksgiving is over, I guess it's officially the Christmas season. So write a poem about some Christmas fun and the winner gets 10 zealies. And this time, all of you are going to be the judges! You have until Dec. 21th to submit your poems, and then I'd like you each to pawmail me who you think should win the zealies. Good luck and gets those paws writin'!

Our Golden- Miracle with- Paws

Purred: Fri Nov 28, '08 10:25am PST


	A Dog's Christmas Wish List Tell Santa I don't want a bone, nor a squeaky toy. For sure I'll know that they'll be gone, by the first hour or the third. No clothes will I put on the list, cause' dogs do not wear clothes. Neither would I write down treats, for I do not have thumbs. In my stockings, I hope I have nothing, for I ask for no more. No more plushies, and wubba buddies. Even no more fluffy beds. Every time at this year, you'll see me wait for you. I'll put out cookies, and my list, leaving them for you. Oh Santa when you read my list, oh please make it come true. To have all homeless pets have homes, Santa, grant this come true.

SHELTER- DOGS- ROCK!

Purred: Mon Dec 1, '08 9:05am PST


	We're giving this great thought, Sophie!

If it's not on- the floor, it- should be!

Purred: Thu Dec 4, '08 6:25pm PST


	A Cat’s Christmas Dream by Seána On Christmas Eve, I snuggled in My small and cozy bed I closed my eyes and smiled a smile And dreams swirled in my head. Suddenly cold, I looked around In a dark and dreary place I saw a scene, a wondrous scene And saw a lovely face. A tiny babe was in the place Where cattle eat their food The straw was where the baby lay Wrapped against the cold. I came up close to look at him And then he op’ed his eyes I climbed right in, right next to him To keep him warm and nice. I felt a soft touch on my head The babe’s mom smiled at me And said, “I thank you, tiny cat “For your gift so sweet and free.” Then I heard a lovely song From outside the dreary place I saw an angel in the sky She sang of wondrous peace Some men with sheep came to the cave They came from nearby places They came to see the little babe And they left with shining faces. A kindly dog bowed to the babe And stood guard at the door The baby’s dad held up a torch Which flickered to the floor. Suddenly three strangers came Dressed in their finest robes They bowed unto the tiny babe And gave their gifts of gold. I closed my eyes in my wondrous dream I cuddled close to him I drifted back to my cozy home While hearing a lovely hymn. A loving feeling shown around My home that Christmas Day I knew the love came from the Babe And it was here to stay.

still purrin- loud n clear!

Purred: Fri Dec 5, '08 6:53am PST


	THE TIME HAS COME Can't you see? Falling like the leaves off the sky.. I try to catch them, I stumble and fall, than try again. But, the men.. How blind they are! They don't see them. They don't need them! So they say... Is there a heaven? Cause i hear a melody. So soft... Then i was told by a wren: "The Angels are singing" Amen... Someone lit the candles. The smell of incense. So calm... I'd like to purr a poem. But i can't choose the words. I'm just a cat between these Two worlds. ... The time has come! The shooting star flew, Sky turned to indigo blue And i felt my tail shiver, I could sense in the air the quiver! The light filled the room, And i saw in front of me: All the animals They run! To greet, To welcome The One... ... Can't you see? Can't you hear? I guess we animals have That inner sense... That can see far beyond Above the humans Pond. And i'd like to say that all the poems made me and mom do: Great job guys!!

Did someone say - SQUIRREL???

Purred: Fri Dec 5, '08 5:30pm PST


	Really really REALLY good poems, everyfur!

Our Golden- Miracle with- Paws

Purred: Sat Dec 6, '08 1:16pm PST


	I love Seána and Sergei's Poems. Great job!

FAST DAWG!

Purred: Sun Dec 7, '08 11:50am PST


	Camping at Christmas - Ode to Meridian State Park We don't have one Christmas tree, We have thousands of those. We are in the middle of the woods. There is no star on top of the tree, We have millions to see Shining down from heaven above. No manger scene created with barn animals there, Instead we see all kinds of God's creatures abound Sharing this place with us. We think of the miracle of the past And then everyday at sunset We witness yet another. The family sits around the campfire With me in someone's lap, Sharing Christmas tales and warmth. We drive into the small town to view Christmas lights, Then back to our campsite Where the cedars bear ours. Long walks into the woods in the crisp December air, Seeing nature at its best. This is the Christmas that we share.