The Small Dog’s Downfall

She said I was scruffy and needed a bath, I said she’d be lucky, was having a laugh, ‘Cause my two-legs alone cannot lift me and hold me The best she can do is manhandle and scold me While she ends up dripping and I end up running… My two-legs shampoo me alone? She wasContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Downfall”

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 thin. * Now, myself, I think that is a perfect design… The fine stuff’s discarded,Continue reading “The Small Dog and the Hoover-Monster”