When Wolves Saved Santa’s Reindeer

Back by popular demand…A holiday poem from our wolf expert Suzanne Stone:

Twas that Eve before Yuletide

‘Twas the eve before Yuletide
And to Santa’s dismay
Came a blizzard of such fury
Reindeer couldn’t lift his sleigh.

As the elves paced and worried
And Santa’s face grew a scowl
Came a song from the woods:
A wolf pack’s mighty howl.

From the thick of the storm
O’er deep snow on big padded feet
Came eight silvery wolves
Ice and wind could not beat.

Santa’s mouth hung open for a blink
As the wolves lined up in front of his sleigh
Then he sputtered an order to the elves
“Well then… let’s be on our way!”

Santa met and thanked each wolf
As the elves finished loading the last gift
Then he sprinkled them with fairy dust
Chuckling, “That’ll give you the lift.”

“They won’t believe this in Wyoming..”
He laughed, a merry twinkle in his eyes
Then the elves harnessed the wolves
And they took to the skies.

On Lightfoot! On Blacktail! On Windswift! On Howler!
On GreenEyes! On MoonSong! On Hunter! On Prowler!
The wolves’ eyes glowed as they leapt through the storm
Santa wished his own coat could keep him as warm.

That night the wolves even taught Santa to howl
An ancient song filled with hope for Peace and Joy
That this season may bring for all Life on Earth
As they left special gifts for each girl and boy.

‘Twas that eve before Yuletide
Santa will always fondly remember
When wolves rescued his mission
That stormy December.