The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…

Well, she’s still being weird And she’s up half the night, So we sit in the garden Because stars are bright And why shouldn’t we watch As they twinkle and shine? I don’t care what we’re doing ‘Cause this time is mine. * With her hands in my fur, Or caressing my ears, It’s thisContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…”

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”