Years ago this beautiful Christmas poem was written by one of our staffers, Scott:

T’was the night before Christmas and all round the globe

The Cushpups were sleeping, the young and the old

There were Cushpups in Holland, in Spain, the UK

Cushpups down under, Canada, Greece, USA

Those who cared for these Cushpups, they talked and exchanged, bits of knowledge, experience, laughter, love; and the pain

Cushing’s comes without reason, when it does we must bear.

The triumphs, the anguish, the hope the despair

So sleep my dear Cushpup you’ve been loved all along

Merry Christmas to all Cushpups from k9cushings .com