Brunch with the Small Dog

Me and the dog had a sandwich for brunch (Well, for me it was breakfast, for her it was lunch.) She follows me into the kitchen like glue Just in case I might rustle up something to chew. You don’t eat alone with a small dog in tow And if you forget she will whineContinue reading “Brunch with the Small Dog”

The Small Dog and the Housework

My two-legs really worries me When she starts with the cleaning, She climbs on things that wobble when she’s stretching out and leaning. She scrubs and talks of ‘elbow-grease’ And squirts stuff that’s all squeezy That makes things smell all flowery… And makes a Small Dog sneezy! The thing is, she has accidents With everythingContinue reading “The Small Dog and the Housework”