This year Krampus headed for Canada around the 24th of may, They celebrate trees in September but Krampus used the American date anyway. His mighty claws dug up lawns several nights before, some he forgot to plant trees in he'll admit his planning was poor. The irate canucks wondered who disturbed their happy homes. Their dogs wondered who stole their well hit bones. Krampus laughed in triumph glad to see their woe. The chaos was so wonderful the monster never wanted to go.
But the great white north looked much like Christmas and Krampus worried to much time was lost. He always worried when his fur felt a little snow. Too much April wine the monster felt it was time to go. Back home july was well on it's way, besides food choices were bad the beast couldn't stay. At home children were stuff with ice cream and hot dogs. They would delicious and fat a well larded hogs.