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When something fell from heaven, “Well! What’s this?” the small dog said, “If clouds are raining food, now, Could I have a steak instead?” A crow had dropped its breakfast And it landed on the grass, But seeing Ani’s interest … Continue reading
I’m a creature of habit, I have my routine, I know where she’s going, I know where she’s been, I don’t like her going out late, or at all, I’d rather she stayed home with me to play ball. * … Continue reading
“There are, you know, limits, O writer,” said I, “To how long I’ll stay here to whimper and sigh. Perhaps it’s the heat that been making me sicken… But now I’m not well, you should feed me on chicken.” * … Continue reading
Let us talk about ears, It’s a subject that’s sore, And the two-legs gets cross If I scratch with a paw (Even though, I would say That’s what paws are made for.) * Now, I have floppy ears Which, as … Continue reading
She said I was scruffy and needed a bath, I said she’d be lucky, was having a laugh, ‘Cause my two-legs alone cannot lift me and hold me The best she can do is manhandle and scold me While she … Continue reading
She says that I am an unfortunate pup, I shed loads of hair that she has to clean up; When it’s summer the finest fur next to my skin Makes its way to the floor so my top coat is … Continue reading
Dear writer… * I know you’ve only got two legs And elephants have four, But honestly, you sound like one When walking ‘cross the floor. * It’s every night; I go to bed And settle down to sleep, You stumble … Continue reading
She says I’m inconsistent ‘Cause I don’t like getting wet In bathtubs or in garden grass That’s been rained on and yet… I’ll jump into a muddy pool Or, in torrential rain, I’ll walk for miles exploring, then Ask to … Continue reading
My two-legs came home soggy though it’s pretty hot outside. She must have gotten really wet or else she would have dried. I asked her what had happened to land her in such a state… “A fish!” she said… I … Continue reading