Just where the hell is Master?
Our biscuit’s overdue
He’s going to have to tell his boss
These long hours will not do
It’s not that we are starving
We just like to eat
It’s quite important to a dog
To get an after dinner treat
Me and master have a deal
That I won’t chew his socks
As long as when he makes his drink
We get milk bones on the rocks
Our master is no dummy
So we just have to wait
And listen to our tummy’s growl
Cause our master’s always late
Copyright 2012 Patrick Granfors
Regis
Sara
When I was a teenager, had a parakeet named Petey - he knew both the time & sound of the car engine, and flew out of his cage, perched ontop the living room curtain, and when I opened the front door ... SWOOPED right down & landed on my glasses... PETS KNOW !!!
Sweet babies.
Chip Bergeron
Mark
from our pets *Patrick* and
We are the better for it!!!
Lady Vivian
Lady Mary Ann
Nothing like a good dog.