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Rudoph has a minion!
Minion the Jack Frost
Minion the Jack Frost
Rudoph
Legacy Name: Rudoph
The
Glacier AntlephoreOwner:
idlegoth_121Age: 15 years, 3 months, 1 day
Born: February 23rd, 2009
Adopted: 8 years, 3 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: February 11th, 2016
Statistics
- Level: 52
- Strength: 52
- Defense: 50
- Speed: 50
- Health: 50
- HP: 48/50
- Intelligence: 40
- Books Read: 39
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Seed Sorter
Twas the day before Christmas and all through the hills...the reindeer were playing enjoying the spills.
Of skating and coasting and climbing the willows, and hopscotch and leapfrog protected by pillows.
While every so often they stopped to call names. At one little deer not allowed in their games.
Ha Ha look at Rudoph his nose is a sight! It's red as a beet twice as big twice as bright.
While Rudoph just wept what else could he do? He knew that the things they were saying were true.
While most reindeer's noses were brown and tiny. Poor Rudoph's was red, very large, and quite shiny.
In Daylight it dazzled the pictures showed that. At nighttime it glowed like the eyes of a cat.
And putting dirt on it just made it look muddy. (Oh boy was he mad when they nicknamed him Ruddy.)
Although he was lonesone, he always was good. Obeying his parents as a good reindeer should.
That's why on this day Rudoph almost felt playful, (He hoped that from Santa soon driving his sleighful of candies, dollies, and toys for good little animals, girls, and boys)
He'd get just as much and this is what pleased him. As the happier, handsomer reindeer's that teased him.
As night, and a fog hid the world like a hood, He went to be hopeful he knew he'd been good!
While way way up north on this same foggy night. Old Santa was packing his sleigh for the flight.
This fog he complained would be hard to get through, He shook his round head and his tummy shook too.
Without any stars and a moon as a compass, This extra dark night is likely to swamp us.
To keep from collision we'll have to flight slow, To keep our direction we'll have to fly low.
We'll steer by the streetlamps and houses tonight, In order to finish before it gets light.
Just think how the boys and girls faith would be shaken, If we didn't reach them before they awaken!
Come Dasher come Dancer come Donner and Blitzen! Be quick with your suppers! Get hitched in a hurry! You too will find fog a delay and a worry!
And Santa was right (as he usually is), The fog was as thick as a soda's white fizz.
Just not getting lost required all of Santa's skills...with street signs and numbers more difficult still.
He tangled in treetops again and again, and barely missed hitting a tri-motor plane.
He still made good speed with much twisting and turning, as long as the streetlamps and houselights were burning.
At each house first noting the people who lived there, he quickly selected the right presents to go there.
By midnight however the last light had fled, From even big people have then gone to bed.
Because it might wake them a match was denied him, oh my how he wished for one star just to guide him!
Through dark streets and houses old Santa failed poorly, He now picked the present more slowly less surely.
He really was worried for what would he do, If folks started waking before he was through?
The air still foggy the night dark and drearer, when Santa arrived home of all the deer.
A ledge that he tripped on while seeking the chimney, gave Santa a spill and painfully skinned knee.
The room he came down was blacker then ink, He went for a chair and then found it a sink.
The first reindeer bedroom was so very black, he tripped on the rug and fell flat on his back.
So dark he had to move so close to the bed, and squinted very hard on the sleeping reindeer's head. Before he could choose the right kind of toy, a doll for a girl or a train for a boy.
But all this took time and filled Santa with gloom, While slowly he groped toward the next reindeer's room.
The door he'd just opened when to his surprise, a dim but quite definite light met his eyes.
The light wasn't burning the glow came instead, from something that lay at the head of the bed.
And there lay... but wait now! What would you suppose? The glowing (you guessed it) was Rudoph's red nose.
So this room was easy this one little light, let Santa pick quickly the gift's that were right.
How happy he was till he went out the door...the rest of the house was as black as before!
So black that it made every step a dark mystery, and then came the greatest idea in history!
He went back to Rudoph, and started to shake him, (of course very gently) in order to wake him.
And Rudoph could scarcely believe his own eyes! You just can't imagine his joy and surprise.
At seeing who stood there so real and so near, while telling the tale that we already told here.
Poor Santa's sad tale of distress and delay...the fog and the darkness and losing his way...
The horrible fear that some children may waken, before his complete Christmas trip had been taken.
"And you" he told Rudoph "may just save the day, You wonderful forehead may yet pave the way.
For a wonderful triumph, it actually might!" (Old Santa you noticed was extra polite to Rudoph regarding his "wonderful forehead", to call it a big shiny nose would sound horrid!)
"I need you" said Santa to help me tonight..to lend all my deer on the rest of their flight.
And Rudoph broke out into such a big grin, it almost connect his ears and his chin!
A note for his folks he dashed off in a hurry, "Iv'e gone to help Santa" he wrote "Do not worry!"
Said Santa "my sleigh i'll bring down to the lawn". You'd stick in the chimney and flash he was gone!
So Rudoph prance out the door very happy and took his proud place at the head of the sleigh, The rest of the night...Well what would you guess? Old Santa's idea was a brilliant success.
And brilliant was almost no word for the way, That Rudoph directed the deer and the sleigh.
In spite of the fog, they flew quickly and low, and made so much use of the wonderful glow.
From Rudoph's .er..forehead at each intersection, the not even once did they lose their direction!
While as for the houses and streets with a sign on em, to tell who lived where and just what to give whom.
They'd fly by each window and peek in the room. Old Santa knew always which children were good, and minded their parent's and ate as they should.
So Santa selected each gift that was just right, While Rudoph's .. er.. forehead... just gave enough light
It all went so fast, that before it was day, the very last present was given away..
the very last stocking was filled to the top, just as the sun was preparing to pop.
The sun woke the reindeer in Rudoph's home town...they found the short message that he's written down...
They gathered outside to await his return, and were they excited and astonished to learn, that Rudoph the ugliest deer of them all, Rudoph the red nose, bashful and small...
The funny faced fellow they'd always called names, and practically (never allowed in their games).
And was now to be envied by far and by near, for no greater honor could come to a deer.
Then riding with Santa and guiding his sleigh, The number one job on the number one day!
The sleigh and its reindeer soon came into view, and Rudoph still lead them and downward they flew.
Oh boy was he proud as they came to a landing, right where his handsome playmates were standing.
These bad deer who used to do nothing but tease him, would now have done anything only to please him.
They felt even sorrier they had been bad, when Santa said "Rudoph I never have had a deer as so brave and as brilliant as you. at flying black fog and at guiding me through. By you last nights journey was actually bossed, without you i am certain we'd all had been lost.
I hope you'll continue to keep us from grief, on future dark trips as Commander-in-Chief!
But Rudoph just blushed from his head to his toes, until his whole fur was as red as his nose!
The crowd just applauded, then started to screech, "Hooray for our Rudoph" and "We want a speech."
But Rudoph was bashful despite being a hero! And tired (his sleep on the trip totaled Zero).
So that is why he speech was brief and not bright, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"
And that's why whenever is foggy and grey, it's Rudoph the red nose reindeer who guides Santa's sleigh.
Be listening this Christmas (But don't make a peep, 'cause that late at night Children should be asleep!)
The very first sound you'll hear on a roof, (provide there is fog) is Rudoph's small hoof.
And soon after that (if your still as a mouse), You may hear a swish as he flies round the house.
And gives enough light to give Santa a view, of you and your room.
And when their all through...you may here them call as they drive out of sight "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night".
Written by, Robert L. May
A very special thank you todachshundsr4me for allowing me to adopt Rudoph and for creating his wonderful profile of the original story of Rudoph's name and origin.
Of skating and coasting and climbing the willows, and hopscotch and leapfrog protected by pillows.
While every so often they stopped to call names. At one little deer not allowed in their games.
Ha Ha look at Rudoph his nose is a sight! It's red as a beet twice as big twice as bright.
While Rudoph just wept what else could he do? He knew that the things they were saying were true.
While most reindeer's noses were brown and tiny. Poor Rudoph's was red, very large, and quite shiny.
In Daylight it dazzled the pictures showed that. At nighttime it glowed like the eyes of a cat.
And putting dirt on it just made it look muddy. (Oh boy was he mad when they nicknamed him Ruddy.)
Although he was lonesone, he always was good. Obeying his parents as a good reindeer should.
That's why on this day Rudoph almost felt playful, (He hoped that from Santa soon driving his sleighful of candies, dollies, and toys for good little animals, girls, and boys)
He'd get just as much and this is what pleased him. As the happier, handsomer reindeer's that teased him.
As night, and a fog hid the world like a hood, He went to be hopeful he knew he'd been good!
While way way up north on this same foggy night. Old Santa was packing his sleigh for the flight.
This fog he complained would be hard to get through, He shook his round head and his tummy shook too.
Without any stars and a moon as a compass, This extra dark night is likely to swamp us.
To keep from collision we'll have to flight slow, To keep our direction we'll have to fly low.
We'll steer by the streetlamps and houses tonight, In order to finish before it gets light.
Just think how the boys and girls faith would be shaken, If we didn't reach them before they awaken!
Come Dasher come Dancer come Donner and Blitzen! Be quick with your suppers! Get hitched in a hurry! You too will find fog a delay and a worry!
And Santa was right (as he usually is), The fog was as thick as a soda's white fizz.
Just not getting lost required all of Santa's skills...with street signs and numbers more difficult still.
He tangled in treetops again and again, and barely missed hitting a tri-motor plane.
He still made good speed with much twisting and turning, as long as the streetlamps and houselights were burning.
At each house first noting the people who lived there, he quickly selected the right presents to go there.
By midnight however the last light had fled, From even big people have then gone to bed.
Because it might wake them a match was denied him, oh my how he wished for one star just to guide him!
Through dark streets and houses old Santa failed poorly, He now picked the present more slowly less surely.
He really was worried for what would he do, If folks started waking before he was through?
The air still foggy the night dark and drearer, when Santa arrived home of all the deer.
A ledge that he tripped on while seeking the chimney, gave Santa a spill and painfully skinned knee.
The room he came down was blacker then ink, He went for a chair and then found it a sink.
The first reindeer bedroom was so very black, he tripped on the rug and fell flat on his back.
So dark he had to move so close to the bed, and squinted very hard on the sleeping reindeer's head. Before he could choose the right kind of toy, a doll for a girl or a train for a boy.
But all this took time and filled Santa with gloom, While slowly he groped toward the next reindeer's room.
The door he'd just opened when to his surprise, a dim but quite definite light met his eyes.
The light wasn't burning the glow came instead, from something that lay at the head of the bed.
And there lay... but wait now! What would you suppose? The glowing (you guessed it) was Rudoph's red nose.
So this room was easy this one little light, let Santa pick quickly the gift's that were right.
How happy he was till he went out the door...the rest of the house was as black as before!
So black that it made every step a dark mystery, and then came the greatest idea in history!
He went back to Rudoph, and started to shake him, (of course very gently) in order to wake him.
And Rudoph could scarcely believe his own eyes! You just can't imagine his joy and surprise.
At seeing who stood there so real and so near, while telling the tale that we already told here.
Poor Santa's sad tale of distress and delay...the fog and the darkness and losing his way...
The horrible fear that some children may waken, before his complete Christmas trip had been taken.
"And you" he told Rudoph "may just save the day, You wonderful forehead may yet pave the way.
For a wonderful triumph, it actually might!" (Old Santa you noticed was extra polite to Rudoph regarding his "wonderful forehead", to call it a big shiny nose would sound horrid!)
"I need you" said Santa to help me tonight..to lend all my deer on the rest of their flight.
And Rudoph broke out into such a big grin, it almost connect his ears and his chin!
A note for his folks he dashed off in a hurry, "Iv'e gone to help Santa" he wrote "Do not worry!"
Said Santa "my sleigh i'll bring down to the lawn". You'd stick in the chimney and flash he was gone!
So Rudoph prance out the door very happy and took his proud place at the head of the sleigh, The rest of the night...Well what would you guess? Old Santa's idea was a brilliant success.
And brilliant was almost no word for the way, That Rudoph directed the deer and the sleigh.
In spite of the fog, they flew quickly and low, and made so much use of the wonderful glow.
From Rudoph's .er..forehead at each intersection, the not even once did they lose their direction!
While as for the houses and streets with a sign on em, to tell who lived where and just what to give whom.
They'd fly by each window and peek in the room. Old Santa knew always which children were good, and minded their parent's and ate as they should.
So Santa selected each gift that was just right, While Rudoph's .. er.. forehead... just gave enough light
It all went so fast, that before it was day, the very last present was given away..
the very last stocking was filled to the top, just as the sun was preparing to pop.
The sun woke the reindeer in Rudoph's home town...they found the short message that he's written down...
They gathered outside to await his return, and were they excited and astonished to learn, that Rudoph the ugliest deer of them all, Rudoph the red nose, bashful and small...
The funny faced fellow they'd always called names, and practically (never allowed in their games).
And was now to be envied by far and by near, for no greater honor could come to a deer.
Then riding with Santa and guiding his sleigh, The number one job on the number one day!
The sleigh and its reindeer soon came into view, and Rudoph still lead them and downward they flew.
Oh boy was he proud as they came to a landing, right where his handsome playmates were standing.
These bad deer who used to do nothing but tease him, would now have done anything only to please him.
They felt even sorrier they had been bad, when Santa said "Rudoph I never have had a deer as so brave and as brilliant as you. at flying black fog and at guiding me through. By you last nights journey was actually bossed, without you i am certain we'd all had been lost.
I hope you'll continue to keep us from grief, on future dark trips as Commander-in-Chief!
But Rudoph just blushed from his head to his toes, until his whole fur was as red as his nose!
The crowd just applauded, then started to screech, "Hooray for our Rudoph" and "We want a speech."
But Rudoph was bashful despite being a hero! And tired (his sleep on the trip totaled Zero).
So that is why he speech was brief and not bright, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"
And that's why whenever is foggy and grey, it's Rudoph the red nose reindeer who guides Santa's sleigh.
Be listening this Christmas (But don't make a peep, 'cause that late at night Children should be asleep!)
The very first sound you'll hear on a roof, (provide there is fog) is Rudoph's small hoof.
And soon after that (if your still as a mouse), You may hear a swish as he flies round the house.
And gives enough light to give Santa a view, of you and your room.
And when their all through...you may here them call as they drive out of sight "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night".
Written by, Robert L. May
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