13/12/2023
'Twas the month before Christmas, when all through the town
Not a groomer was resting, not even sitting down
The stockings were hung by the dryers with care
And every inch of every salon was covered in hair
The doggies were nestled all snug in their beds
Some short, some fluffy, some with bows on their heads
As the groomer battled on, each pup waiting for their bath
She secretly dreamed of a long winter's nap
When out of the shop there arose such a clatter
She sprang from the table to see what was the matter
Away to the window she flew like a flash
Secured the westie on the table, and the collie in the bath
Here was an owner, but what she had with her too
Were not only one, but eight knotty muddy Shihtzus
With each little pup full of life mud and poo
She knew in a moment how much work she would need to do
All eight of them feisty and getting noisier the closer they came
The owner whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen
"On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Donder and Blitzen;
"To the bath to the dryers ! When they're done give me a call!''
"Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As quick as always she got to work without a moan
When she's grooming she's focused, she's into her zone
So straight in the bath one, two and then three
Shampoo and blueberry facials to wash away last nights tea
And then in a flash, on the table they rush
The prancing and pawing of each little pup
Fluff drys and clipped body's, teddy legs and bear feet,
Each one sitting nicely in the hope of a treat
Rounded faces clipped nails
Ears cleaned and a final spritz
Each doggie looked beautiful
A final check there were no missed bits
Back came their owner arriving with a grin
''I knew you could do it'', dropping a tip in the tin
Eight pretty pups trotted off in the night
She watched as their shiny coats went out of sight
She sighed and felt her each muscle ache
And wondered how much more of this she could take
But imagine life she thought, without those little faces
Without kisses without cuddles without laughing at tail chasers
Her days are exhausting and full of dirty difficult jobs
But she loves each and every single one of those dogs
She thinks about how lucky she feels every day
She lives her dream and even gets paid
So remember this Christmas and every day after
We here love your dogs, love how they give us happiness and laughter
We thank you for trusting us with your loyal family pets
Even if sometimes they hate us more than the vets!
We'll think of your pups this year around the tree
While happy and cosy our own pup on our knee
We'll imagine them with their family's on Christmas day
Happy glossy and clean....well we can hope anyway!!
