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Tag Archives: moulting
The Small Dog and the Hoover-Monster
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
Posted in Dogs, Humour, Photography, Poetry
Tagged Ani, dog grooming, doggerel, moulting, shedding fur, the small dog
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The Small Dog’s Remedy for Isolation Blues…
She says that it’s typical that I’ve stopped moulting, No furballs and hair rolling black and revolting Across her clean floors, floating into her dinner, I thought she’d be pleased, being onto a winner. She says it’s not fair that … Continue reading
Posted in Dogs, Humour, Photography
Tagged cleaning, doggerel, moulting, Poetry, rhyme, social distancing
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The Small Dog changes her coat…
By dawn I have the vacuum out, By tea-time, its revolting, I know the season’s on the change… Because the dog is moulting. She does this to me twice a year, Though neither of us choose it, She sheds her … Continue reading
Tumbleweed #midnighthaiku
Furball tumbleweed Blown through the open doorway Spring moult commences “I should have got a poodle.” “You wouldn’t want to change me.” For Steve’s #FurryFives
