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Wellcome to mine allready traditional xmaspages
Tervetuloa joulusivuilleni.

Here's the first story of christmas :


Once upon a time there was a little dog without a name. He had no name because there was no hoomin around to love him and to give him a name. He wandered through woods and alleys looking for little scraps to eat. He never knew what t*r*e*a*t meant. Once in a great while he would find berries and gently nibble them off the vine for a special taste.

Winter was coming and it was very cold. He heard howling in the distance. "Could it be?" he woofed quietly. "Does some doggie want to play and sing and dance with me?" asked the little dog. The little dog followed the sound into the woods but what he found was a strange group of animals that were not quite dogs and they growled and snarled and ganged up on him. They tried to bite him. The little dog was so astonished that he burst away with all his strength and ran away as fast as his four paws could carry him.

Night was falling and the poor little pup was so cold. He looked for a place to rest his weary head, but was too weak to go any further and fell to the ground exhausted. He lay there shivering and trying to go to sleep but he kept hearing noises in the dark. He wanted to see what it was but felt his eyes closing. And just before he fell asleep, he saw a beautiful Moose lean over him and kiss him gently on the nose and cover him with leaves.

When morning came, the little dog found himself on the doorstep of an old farmhouse. He could smell the Moose around the porch steps so he knew the Moose had brought him there. In just a moment, the door of the farmhouse opened and two hoomins came out and saw the little dog. They exclaimed in hoomin words the little dog couldn't understand but they hugged him and kissed him and brought him into the house. The house was warm and smelled of wonderful foods. The ladyhoomin put a bowl down full of good things to eat. That night, the little dog slept in a warm bed with toys and a full tummy. And the Kissmoose whispered quietly to the little dog from far away, "you're home now".

Every year, the Kissmoose visits all the doggies everywhere and makes sure they have good things and when he finds a doggie in a cage, he whispers to a hoomin, "Go save the little dog from the cage". And he always gives each dog a gentle kiss on the nose.

The Beginning copyright Melanie Horne 1996 Permissions granted to re-post with proper credit.

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