Frost Tells Friends His Family's Christmas Story

Frost had a very interested audience as he thought about the old old story that had been passed down over the generations. Many many years of mama goats telling their baby goats about their families from long long ago. He thought, "I hope that I have all of the facts straight in this story. I remember one time I told this story to a little girl goat and she fainted dead away. Scared me to death. She was alright though; just got a little excited. It is a really good story so here goes."

"A long long time ago all of the animals in the world liked each other. Well, sometimes they didn't all agree, but all of our ancestors lived in the mountains. Well, maybe not the mountains. Oh dear. I'm getting all mixed up. Let me start again."

 "Well, you guys have heard of Santa Claus, right?"
All of his little goat friends bleated in agreement. They had all heard of the jolly old elf. They said, "He says Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas!"

 Frost said, "Yes he usually does. But this particular year you see, Santa had a really big problem. He had a gift for a special little girl, but he had misplaced it. He was so very busy that year. He was afraid that it had fallen through the clouds and had gotten lost in the forest. He was so disappointed in himself. "You are getting too old for this job old boy. Maybe you should retire."
"Well the elves heard him say the "Retire" word and it got very very quiet in the workshop. They never thought in the whole wide world that Santa would no longer be traveling the world with his reindeer and sleigh full of gifts. What would he do with all of his spare time? What would the little boys and girls do with no gifts? It was all so very confusing. Well sir, there was a little elf that overheard what Santa had said. She was not about to let Santa retire.

She knew exactly what she had to do. She had to contact Ranger. She knew he had moved to Bella's farm. She quickly got on the ham radio and contacted her good friend. "Ranger, I need help. Santa has lost a gift he had for a little girl. He says he might retire. We can't let that happen. He thinks he dropped it and it rolled down the mountain side. It might have gotten lost in the woods. Do you think you can help us out?"

Ranger told little Sue, Santa's elf, that he would certainly try. He went behind the barn and summoned the storm cloud. He hopped into the wind and called out to the big moose. The moose let out a loud grunt. He was miles away from the North Pole. "Sorry, Sue. I'll let the mountain goats know. They should be able to help you."

"No, they haven't seen a thing, Moose. I've already gotten in touch with them." Is there anything else you can do from your end?"
Ranger happened to think that Bella and her family had gone out camping in the woods. He thought he would tell Rock. He and Rock were good friends. He would let Bella know then she could tell her brothers and daddy. He just knew that his plan would work. At least he sure hoped so. If it didn't there was a little girl that wouldn't have a Christmas present. If it didn't work there were lots of good little girls and boys that wouldn't have Santa and his reindeer on their roofs on Christmas Eve night.