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Happy New year to all our members...training starts again on the 11th January...see you all then

Don't give a puppy for a Christmas present! "THE CHRISTMAS PUP" The children wake on Christmas day, Then run to wake their parents up, The noise and happy laughter prove, That Santa Claus has left a pup, When he sits down upon the mat, They put on him a paper hat, He runs and tries to catch his tail, The children shriek and laugh and wail, With shiny nose and head on paws, The little dog from Santa Claus, Curls asleep upon the mat, At last some peace for tabby cat. The days of bliss roll on and on, Till all the puppy fat has gone, Another Christmas comes around, Once more the children's laughter sound, Other toys around the fire, Dog is left of him they tire "Get out the way you great big brute, You're standing on my brand new flute" He tries to join in all their fun, "Get off you're standing on my gun" With head hung low and tail on legs, He slinks upstairs to lie by beds, Discarded like the older toys, This Christmas there will be no joy's, Christmas comes then Christmas goes, Sunshine soon replaces snow, Brochures out thought fly away Where to go on holiday, The Costa Brava? Ballyhog? Hey what do we do with the dog? Now a problem has arose, On golden paws he lays his nose, His big brown eyes shine in the light "I'll take him for a drive tonight" After tea they take the lead "Let me go too" his eyes do plead "Come on Butch"he jumps with glee "He's going out and taking me!" With wagging tail and running feet, He jumps into the cars back seat, To the park he wants to go, He wonders does his master know, Butch bumps his nose on window pane, The car has stopped in a quiet lane, The dog jumps out and sniffs around, Then he hears familiar sound, His masters starting up once more, He runs and scratches on the door, Left alone in quiet lane, Paws bleeding body racked with pain, The dog has run four days or more, Looking for his master's door , No familiar sight or sound, He lays exhausted on the ground "Would he do it? Could it be? He's driven off Abandoned me?" At last he wakes and gives a moan, Through bars he sees the stray dogs home, To be his home for just one week If he's not claimed he's put to sleep, A week goes by, no word at all, They lead him down the whitewashed hall, What did he do, what was his crime... That he was born at Christmas time!!!!!

Christmas party 2017 !!

DON'T FORGET IT'S PARTY TIME THIS THURSDAY FROM 6.30 ONWARDS !!!... FREE TO ALL OUR REGULARS !! ....note LAST Thursday session untill the new year...ladt Friday session on the 8th in till the new year....

ALOT OF PEOPLE NEED TO TAKE HEED OF THIS MESSAGE Batteries not included .................. It is Christmas day today, And all are full of cheer, But I lay freezing on the step, I always sleep right here. I never get to go inside, And join in all the fun, I'm what they call a yard dog, When all is said and done. They have given me some scraps, I think it was last week, Now laying in the snow today, I am feeling tired and weak. I can hear the children playing, As my head lay on my paws, This time just last year, I was a gift from Santa Claus. I don't know what I did wrong, To be shut out in the yard, I only lived inside 6 months, Since then my life's been hard. The snow is falling heavy now, I'm just a block of ice, And when I breathe the cold cold air, My lungs feel like a vice. A miracle then came to pass, An Angel did appear, She glowed,and I could feel the heat, As she floated near. She reached her hand and beckoned, It was such a sight to see, She smiled and said "Good Dog, It is time to come with me. I will take you to the bridge, Where all the Good Dogs go You can play there in the sunshine, There will be no freezing snow." My bag of bones stood up then, I shook the snow from off my fur, And,as I slowly followed, This is what I said to her. "I am not a Good Dog though, In that I think you're wrong, No one would shut a Good Dog, In the garden for so long." The Angel turned and smiled, As I walked with head hung low, Then she said"I'm sorry, I thought that you would know. You really are a Good Dog, The reason why your time is up, It is just unfortunate, You were born a Christmas pup." I now live at the Rainbow Bridge, And I am filled with joy, But remember this at Christmas time, A dog is NOT a toy. To clarify this message, To which I have eluded, Animals are living things, Batteries are not included

To all our regulars the Christmas party this year will be on Thursday 7th of December