Found this on another site that i go on: Written by a member from Deed not breed. T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse The stockings where hung by the chimney with care In the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there But at the North Pole sudden changes arose All down to Rudolph and his ruby red nose Clipboard in hand, a breed expert arrived He motioned to Santa saying," please step aside". A smooth haired coat and a muscular build A broad deep chest our Rudolph did yield The breed expert's pen, created pages of ticks Then he suddenly called out "good lord, we've been tricked!" "This creatures no donkey and clearly no horse! I know these things! I've attended the course!" Look at my clipboard the boxes are full! It's very obvious to me: Rudolph is a pit bull! Out with the measuring sticks, he explained to Santa the law And he measured poor Rudolph from shoulder to floor. As the spectacle continued Santa said with a sigh He's a reindeer you fool! Why must he die? "The law is the law" the expert said standing tall, Then picked up his mobile and made a quick call The sound of sirens filled the peaceful night air and Rudolph removed to who knew where? Days turned too weeks and confused and alone Rudolph pined, for the place he called home As the first snow started falling Rudolph gave up the fight And he took his last breath on a cold winters night You may think this is funny, if a little untrue. But how would you like it, if it happened to you? If your dog was taken because of its look? Because it ticked enough boxes in some silly book? Regardless of parentage it doesn't matter what breed If it ticks enough boxes then it's a done deed So humour me here and pretend this is true Think how you would feel if it happened to you. Cuddle your hounds while you have them close by For some spend this Christmas, waiting to die. Now back to the story, it doesn't end there One more short verse I need to share Santa fetched Rudolph's body and cried for his friend And swore to himself, this would not be the end And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight "The law is wrong, please help us to fight!" Copyright Alison Green Please help us to get the register re-opened.