Damn but that collar does itch,
And that leash is really a bitch,
I have to go in the woods and poop,
But all he does is drag me,
From one to another neighborhood stoop…(or is it stup [id] )J
He cares nothing for my desires to with other pup’s play,
He waves and shooshes me from them away,
He keeps saying, go poopies Ruffie, go on,
One of these days I will push him in the creek,
No matter how much more he has of brawn,
By the time he climbs out I will be WAY FAR GONE…J
He would forgive me, but get me back,
Bet to the Pet Smart I would be going for a bath,
And yeah he would stand there during the entire process,
Yes he will while there laugh and make a sound like a quack…J
© Rufuz J 5.31.2007
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Love Auntie Tinkie
Dan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Good boy! Great write!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Although, when I used to walk my "Sultan," HE ended up walking ME!!
Lol >> Thanks for making me laugh this morning. You are one 'cool' doggie.:)
Many blessings,
~Linda
Don't be so hard on yourself, Rufie Boy, at least you taught him a few words. Teaching an old human new tricks takes lots and lots of time - and lots and lots of patience.