KBHR disc-jockey Chris-in-the-Morning, from the "Seoul Mates" episode of Northern Exposure [1991], reading the traditional Christmas carol "The Friendly Beasts":
It's an old legend that on Christmas Eve at midnight all the animals fall to their knees and speak, praising the new born Jesus.
Back in the winter of '69, my Dad was serving a short term for a DUI . . . and I don't know where my Mom was. Anyway, I was home alone on Christmas Eve, and I stayed up extra late to see if my dog, Buddy, would talk. He did. At least, I think he did. I don't remember Buddy's exact words, but that's not important. What matters is that a seven-year-old boy experienced his own personal epiphany.
What's my point? It's that Christmas reveals itself to each of us in a personal way, be it secular or sacred. Whatever Christmas is -- and it's many things to many people -- we all own a piece of it, kinda like Santa's bag. Inside there's a gift for everybody.
My Christmas wish for you tonight: may your dog talk.
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