Sing Along With Puppies

What could make Christmas carols better? Why adding puppies, of course.

Here are a few to add to your caroling song sheet:

Here Comes Puppy Dog (to the tune of Here Comes Santa Claus)

Here comes puppy dog, here comes puppy dog
She’s the one to blame

Dragging the garland, fetching the glass balls
Trouble is her name

Ornaments crashing, cookies are mashing
Trees dug out by the root

Run and get the baby gate, Dad
It’s a good thing she’s so cute

The 12 Days of Christmas (puppy version)

On the first day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

a leaping circus of  fleas.

On the second day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

two spitty Kongs and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the third day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the fourth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the fifth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the sixth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the seventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the eighth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

eight teeth a biting, seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the ninth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

nine looks entrancing, eight teeth a biting, seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the tenth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

ten seconds sleeping, nine looks entrancing, eight teeth a biting, seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

eleven poopers pooping, ten seconds sleeping, nine looks entrancing, eight teeth a biting, seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me

twelve zoomies zooming, eleven poopers pooping, ten seconds sleeping, nine looks entrancing, eight teeth a biting, seven slobs of slobber, six hours of baying, five chewed up things. Four tons of fur, three p-mails, two spitty Kongs, and a leaping circus of fleas.

I Walked The Dog on Christmas Day (to the tune of I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day)

with apologies to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I walked the dog on Christmas day
She gave the sign she wants to play
Her head went down, her tail went up
Of love we could learn much from dogs

I thought, as we were having fun
Of how complete my heart she’d won
Her joy is deep, her nature sweet
Of love we could learn much from dogs

I felt so sad, my head bowed down
Sorrow and grief are all around
This time of joy is not for all
Of love we could learn much from dogs

Then in her eyes I looked so deep
She spoke to me without a peep
Courage to care, we need to dare
Of love we could learn much from dogs

And then she gave a little bark
We walked once more around the park
I’m sad no more, my spirits soar
Of love we could learn much from dogs

You might need a few more songs to round out your caroling. How about stopping by I Still Want More Puppies to get your song sheet for I Saw Three Cats?

Do you have any favorite Christmas parodies? And, even better, do they have critters in them? Do share.