We have a different version of the song at our house. Here it is.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Twelve fleecy blankets,
Eleven dogs all barking,
Ten bags of dog food,
Nine cups of yogurt,
Eight fancy dishes,
Seven brand new collars,
Six bags of biscuits,
Five kinds of treats,
Four comfy beds,
Two chirping birds,
And our toy box filled with lots of new toys.
On a serious note, we received some terrible news today. Monty, our big boy and self appointed guard dog, was diagnosed with cancer this morning. He has had a cough for about ten days and last night his breathing seemed labored. He climbed the stairs very slowly this morning and didn't have much appetite. We went to the vet and I expected a heart problem. The chest x-ray showed his lungs full of cancer. We are awaiting the results of his blood work but it won't change much.
This will be our last Christmas with Monty and we plan to make him as comfortable as possible for as long as he can stay with us.