Re: [PyrNet-L] A Day in the Life of a Young Dog

["D.R. Hannan" <chiefcrazyhorse@prodigy.net>]

This poem is adorable ... i know it reflects the life of Elbee, my 2-1/2
year old Pyr!

Darlene
chiefcrazyhorse@prodigy.net


-----Original Message-----
From: June Campbell <jcampbell@law5.law.virginia.edu>
To: pyrnet-l@pyrnet.org <pyrnet-l@pyrnet.org>
Date: Thursday, April 27, 2000 10:10 AM
Subject: [PyrNet-L] A Day in the Life of a Young Dog


>The following poem just appeared on the Leolist, but I'm sure the puppy in
>question had to be a Pyr!
>
>A day in the life of a young dog (Author unknown.)
> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
> This morning, I woke up & kissed my dad's head.
> I peed on the carpet, then went back to bed.
> "The life of a puppy, oh my, this is great."
> Then I thought about breakfast, " I hope it's not late."
>
> Mom took me outside, we walked for a while.
> This never fails, to make Mama smile.
> I sniffed of everything, that we did pass,
> I ate something weird -- it gave me gas.
>
> I'm sure God loves me, I know that is true.
> He gave me so many great things to chew.
> Rugs, plants or rocks, I really don't care.
> What I truly like best, is Dad's underwear.
>
> That obedience book, was sort of yummy.
> Though it didn't sit well on my poor puppy tummy.
> I threw up a bit, but that was all right,
> When Mom found it later, I was well out of sight.
>
> I made streamers of T.P., while running at full speed.
> Mom's pretty quick -- but I was still in the lead.
> I flew under the bed, and Mom flew past,
> She stopped -- shook her head, and breathed, "You're too fast."
>
> Mama later phoned Daddy, and said, "It was frightening!"
> That afternoon, she was sure I'd pooped lighting.
> She'd sat at the computer, while I chewed the cord,
> She thought I was mad, but I was just bored.
>
> When Mama had enough, couldn't take anymore,
> That's when my tushy got shoved out the door.
> I love it inside, but outside is best.
> Lay in the cool grass, and had a good rest.
>
> That didn't last long, there was too much to do-
> Can't quite remember where I hid Daddy's shoe.
> I found an old bone, and scratched at a flea,
> I watched the dumb squirrels as they jumped in a tree.
>
> I barked at the kids, when they got off the bus.
> I can't figure out why this makes Mama fuss.
> I barked at the neighbor, I barked at the wind.
> I barked and barked, till Mom yelled, "COME IN."
>
> The sun dipped in the west-soon Daddy would come!
> I sure love my daddy: we always have fun.
> I barked at my daddy, then turned on my charms,
> I woo-wooed, "Hello," then jumped in his arms.
>
> Sitting under the table -- it's sooo hard to wait.
> Daddy slipped me a goodie right off his plate.
> I raced through the house, and scattered my toys,
> Ricocheted off the furniture, and made lots of noise.
>
> Mom found her purse -- the one I abused.
> Daddy let loose a chuckle.  Mom asked "Amused??"
> I cowered down low, I must be in trouble.
> Dad said, "Wasn't MY boy, it must be his double!"
>
> Mom turned off the TV, and said, "Time for bed."
> Dad said "Let's go boy," and patted my head.
> I got in my spot, between Mom and Dad,
> I thought 'bout my day and what fun I had.
>
> Mama kicked out my bone from the covers below,
> Then let loose a sigh -- a sigh deep and low.
> She gave me a kiss, and snuggled me tight,
> and whispered so softly, "My darling, goodnight."
>
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