Gargoyles Love Santa Claus, Too

The House on the Hill‘Twas the night before Christmas, And at The House on the Hill, A Gargoyle was pacing, Expecting a thrill…

It’s been a quiet Christmas Eve at The House on the Hill, Modern Philosophers.  The kitties were napping, all snug in their beds, with visions of catnip dancing in their heads.

I was trying to read in the living room, but I couldn’t concentrate because up on the roof, I heard such a clatter.  I knew it was too early to be a visit from St. Nick, but the giveaway was the sound of stony claw marks clacking overhead.

Clearly, something was upsetting Gary the Gargoyle, so I headed for the roof to see what was the matter.

On my way through, I stopped to have some eggnog and sing Christmas Carols with The Woodburys, the Ghost family that lives in the attic.  They are so quiet, that I often forget The House on the Hill is haunted, but I was glad to hear them singing.  The dead very often have the most beautiful voices.

GargoilleWhen I climbed out onto the roof, Gary was not stationed on his usually perch at the front of the house.  He was pacing nervously, a trait that I’d never before witnessed in my loyal Gargoyle.

“Gary, what’s going on?” I asked in a confused tone because I was so used to Gary being a stone pillar of strength.

The Gargoyle turned and looked at me like I was insane.  “Don’t you know what day it is?” he questioned with wild eyes.

“It’s Christmas Eve,” I answered calmly as I watched the mighty Gargoyle stride across my roof in long, nimble strides.  To be honest, I was a bit freaked out.  I slept like a baby every night because I knew Gary was up on the roof, watching over me.

If something had him this worked up, it probably meant my safety was in jeopardy.

“Yes, Austin, it’s Christmas Eve,” Gary snapped as he strode past me on his way towards his perch.  “That means Santa is on his way.  Santa Claus is going to be here, on this very roof, at some point this evening.”

A wave of relief washed over me.  There wasn’t a Zombie herd on its way to overrun The House on the Hill.  Gary was just excited about Santa Claus.

Santa“Haven’t you met Santa Claus before?” I asked.

Gary finally stopped pacing and leaned against the chimney.  “Of course I have, but that doesn’t mean I’m any less excited to see him.  He’s bringing me presents.  I’ve been a good Gargoyle this year, haven’t I?”

I chuckled.  “You’ve been an excellent Gargoyle, Gary, and I made sure that Santa Claus was well aware of that.  I’m sure he’ll bring you whatever was on your Christmas list.”

I was suddenly curious to know what a Gargoyle would request for Christmas, but I knew Gary was very private, so I did not ask.

“That’s most reassuring,” he said as he let out a heavy sigh.  “Sometimes I think of Christmas as a performance review for my life.  Based upon what I get from Santa Claus, I know if I did a good job over the course of the year.  Does that make sense?”

It actually made amazing sense.  What an awesome Deep Thought, Gary!

“Gary, I couldn’t ask for a better Gargoyle,” I assured him as we walked towards his perch.  “You watch over me and keep me safe.  When I need to talk, you’re always willing to listen.  You’re more of a friend than a bodyguard.”

Gary smiled as he stepped up onto his perch.  “If I were capable of tears, Austin, your roof would be flooded with them right now.  Thank you for saying that.  Your friendship and well being are both very important to me.”

santa sleighIt was my turn to smile.  “Do you think we could go for a quick flight before we clear the sky for Santa’s sleigh?”

“There’s always time for a Christmas Eve flight,” Gary responded.

I hopped onto his back, and with a flap of his wings, we were airborne.

You might have heard me exclaim, As we flew out of sight, Everyone should go, On a Gargoyle flight…

Merry Christmas Eve, Modern Philosophers!

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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2 Responses to Gargoyles Love Santa Claus, Too

  1. Louise says:

    see you are not alone. hope it was a great flight..

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