A BlogPaws Christmas Eve

by: Carol Bryant, BlogPaws' PR Manager

Twas the night
before Christmas

And all through
the house,

Not a creature
was stirring but me,

As I blogged and
clicked my mouse;

 

The keywords
were placed in the blog post with care;

In hopes that
the traffic soon would be there;

 

The bloggers
were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of
analytics danced in their heads;

 

And Rover in his
dog bed and Fluffy in a warm lap,

Were trying to
sleep while the keyboard keys went tap tap;

 

When out on
Twitter there arose such a clatter,

I spun around in
my office chair to see what was the matter;

Away from my
Windows Vista I flew like a flash,

But first
running a virus check and clearing my cache;

 

The streetlight
shining brightly on the hood of my car,

Gave me pause to
think that Santa wouldn’t be far;

But what to my
weary eyes should appear,

There was
something to remind me it’s been quite a year;

 

The night sky lit
up and the stars rearranged,

Each
representing a pet affected by BlogPaws Be the Change;

Quite swiftly
and succinctly a galaxy encompassed the night,

Revealing to me
that St. Nick had bigger plans in sight.

 

“Now Yvonne, now
Chloe, now Tom, and Kristin!

Hey Carol and
Robbi and Caren… are you listenin’?

I know you work
hard to make BlogPaws the best,

So for the next
48 hours you must give your fingers a rest!”

 

Like fur to a
Furminator and nip to a cat

It’s time to put
on your jammies and take off your blogger hat;

So off to their
computer the BlogPaws crew did fly,

And they
wondered if that was Santa that really dropped by.

 

When suddenly
their monitors in tandem did blink,

They dashed to
their iPhones, and dialed in sync;

 

“Could it be
really happening, did Santa remember us?

Does he truly reward bloggers with messages and such?”

Tom wondered, Yvonne paced, and Kristin began to Tweet,

Carol Facebooked,
Robbi Googled, and Caren ran out to the street;

Their computers
went down and there came such a noise,

Was it Santa
delivering presents like new computers and such toys?

 

Heading back to
their monitors, there it was, clear as day,

Santa had a blogging
message he had sent without delay;

 

“You are the one
and only, the original, the best,

You started in
2009 and four conferences later, you never rest;

Reflect on your
givings, to both animals and peeps,

Now stop for 48
hours, it’s time to get some sleep.”

 

Their eyes how
they twinkled, this sentiment how merry,

Wanting bloggers
to rest and not feel so weary;

“Dear Santa,”
Yvonne replied, “Do you realize my friend,

This blogging we
do is a passion, and it simply cannot end.”

 

“BlogPaws is a
family and our community sticks around,

We’re on the
cusp of a new year, super things are abound;

We know you’re
on Facebook, so this is something to discuss,

How can we get
Santa to follow BlogPaws on Twitter and like us on Google Plus?”

 

With a wink in
his eye, Santa laughed at what Yvonne said,

But he knew she
was right with a BlogPaws idea in her head.

 

He spoke not a
word amidst all of this hype,

So cracking his knuckles,
Santa began to type:

 

“I’ll be at the conference in May of ‘13

Rudolph will guide me to the hottest
blogging scene;

Now back to the North Pole my pack and I
must go

To get started on planning our strategy for
SEO!”