The more I have thought, it has become my new mission,
To keep up with Dr. Taylor's poem-writing tradition. ~ ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the clinic, Dr. Stroupe was tending to a dog that was sick, Doc Vroman stopped by to drink coffee and shoot bull, Dr. Stroupe yelled, "Get up! Help! The schedule is full!" Dr. Potter was out preg checking some cows, Doc Lewis was writing health papers for horses and sows, Aeris was mopping and scrubbing the halls, While Donna and Lisa fielded many calls. Angela was tending the dogs that were boarding, All cozy in our new kennels, loudly snoring, Omer was cleaning our new ultrasound. While Robyn was shoveling snow off the ground. As Doc Stroupe examined the vomiting dog that day, She yelled out, "This dog needs our new digital x-ray!" Doc Lewis finished up and began to frolic Until he got the call, "Another horse colic!" Doc Potter returned as a farmer blocked his way, "My cows are sick! I think it's moldy hay!" Dr. Stroupe looked at the x-ray in a hurry, And then hung her head, "This dog needs surgery." All were tending to animals and rushing around, Every creature was stirring, even the hound. The cows were all treated and feeling much better, and a sock was removed from the stomach of the Irish Setter. Dr. Lewis returned from treating the horse, They all breathed a sigh of relief, of course, In the parking lot, they all gathered round, As beautiful snowflakes fell to the ground. They looked toward the sky, and who else did they see? Why, it was Santa and his reindeer posse! Bells were ringing as he landed on the roof, He shouted, "Please! Someone look at Rudolph's hoof!" With a rush, the vets got out a ladder, To climb atop to see what was the matter, To the truck, Dr. Potter flew like a flash, To gather his tools and pharmaceutical stash. As they looked at Rudolph, Doc Lewis said with scorn, "Well, Santa. This looks like a thorn." They plucked out the thorn and bandaged him up, Santa yelled, "Thank you! Half full is my cup!" They all stood in awe after the day they'd braved, All was well, and Christmas was saved, As you can see, our team of staff and vets, Find so much joy in treating your livestock and pets. For all your problems, we have the answers, We are surgeons, consultants, and abscess-lancers, The gist of this poem and what we've wanted to say, Is we hope you have a fine holiday! So kick back and enjoy cider or even a beer, And have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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Jessica Stroupe, DVM
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