Teed At My Seeing Eye Dawg That I Don't Need (poem) by Sandra S Corona on AuthorsDen

Teed At My Seeing Eye Dawg That I Don't Need
by Sandra S Corona → (All Poetry by Sandra S Corona)
Rated "G" by the Author.

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This was written with Doogie, 15, & blind and me, deaf. Before you ask, "No, our grandson, whom we're raising, doesn't have a seeing eye dog. One has to be 16 to receive/care for one. Disabilities do NOT have to incapacitate; one can have a FULL life if they so chose! The photograph is of my grandson, Christian Douglas Turner, 15, a high school--mainstream--sophomore.

Teed At My Seeing Eye Dawg That I Don't Need My dawg, she all I have & I am poor least she won't howl any more she peed a'fore we reached the door I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg, came out of nowhere one fine day she sniffed my cane & then she stayed. lazy, she slept, ate, all dang day I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg and I didn't see eye to eye she'd help strangers on the sly she thought me blind but I get by. I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg lays in my backyard finally I used to whip her o'er my knee she'd mouth, sink teef, on hand, body I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg wasn't a sitter she just SAT her business done in my cap, hat and then she caught a rabid bat I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg will not get up. She's dead in bed Caught her last nite with creepy Fred Bats are vampires ... so it's thought, said I'm teed at my seeing eye dawg that I don't need My dawg, gosh dang, durn it, I'm leaking wet tears drowning in way too many beers I'm glad she's gone! Lift your can! Cheers! Released from that seeing eye dawg I didn't need! copyright2009SandraSCorona & Christian Douglas "Doogie" Turner "Funny Flies"

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on December 11, 2009

This is really funny. I like it a lot. I have 2 dawgs that I don't need, but wouldn't trade them for anything. Patrick

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

Reviewed on December 7, 2009

Doogie, you're some poet. Yes, dogs are a pain, but as Karen said you still love 'em.

Mary

Reviewed by Jms Bell

GREAT WORK....WE DON'T NEED 'EM...BUT...WE STILL LOVE 'EM. THANKS FOR THE SHARE AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Delightful write, Doogie and Sandra; enjoyed this one! And Doogie, what a handsome fella you are; you're going to have the young ladies falling at your feet! LOL

(((HUGS))), much love, and Merry Christmas to you both~

As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Doogie has grown up! What a handsome young man he is! Loved this one, Doogie sure showed the dorg a thing or three. LOL! Well done, and Merry Christmas to you both!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by TONY NERONE

Sandy this was a real funny superb writing. The dog peeing on the floor was a gem.:) Doogie certainly has grown. The last time I seen a picture of him he was a young child. Thanks for the laughs, Sandy.

GOD BLESS
Tony