My Own Dog
“THERE... IS... THE... DOOR.
TAKE-THE-DOG-OUT-TO-POOH.
MAKE ABSOLUTELY SURE...
DO... NOT... GET... SOME... ON... YOUR... SHOE!”
She said it so matter-of-factly
I obeyed her so-very-exactly.
I obeyed her so-very-exactly.
This day was not starting as planned.
I looked humbly away as the dog took his stand.
When I first thought of having a dog that day
I never thought it would turn out this way.
I had thought we would go out and run.
We would be pals, we’d have lots of fun.
The plans I made were glorious and BIG.
It actually went well... ‘till he started to DIG...
Up the bushes and chew on the trees.
The damage he does, always HAPPENS... IN... THREES!
He slept like a mouse, that very first night.
He never woke up. It gave me a fright...
Until I went to see him, and opened the door.
To my AMAZEMENT, he’d wet on the floor!
I had to “Take Care Of It”, and make it all clean.
I then noticed he poohed... and it was all GREEN!
I knew what to do, it wasn’t so bad,
But all of this work made me feel sad.
One day Uncle D-M flew here on a plane.
I couldn’t wait ‘till he arrived, so I could explain...
The problem I had.... ask his advice.
He will know what to do, because he is so nice.
It all worked out just fine, we each sat in a chair.
He listened to my story, paused and asked if I’d dare...
Do what was right, and start to have fun.
Take my dog places and play in the sun.
He said if I taught him some really fun tricks;
Like catch... and fetch, he’d give me some licks...
To show how happy he was to play around;
And sometimes he’d trick me and knock me on the ground!
We spent many a day running around.
I have to admit, my uncle’s advice was very sound.
Because when I focused on what was fun
I could whip through the chores until they were done.
I have written this method, and I am so glad.
I have used it a lot, since now I’m a Dad!
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