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Dog Lovers Fun
Sophie, the "Pink Poodle", would like to share some fun things she has found. Hope you enjoy this page!
The Life of a Puppy
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 is 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 lightning.
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'.
Author Unknown
~ The Puppy Poem ~
Now I lay me down to sleep
The king size bed is soft and deep
I sleep right in the center grove
My human being can hardly move
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs me, or dares intrude
Till morning comes and "I want food"
I speak up slowly to begin
My nibbles on my human's chin
She wakes up quickly, I have sharp teeth
I'm a puppy, don't you see?
For the morning's here and it's time to play
I always seem to get my way
So thank you God for giving me
This human person that I see
The one who hugs and holds me tight
And shares her bed with me at night.
~Author Unknown~
The Best Part of Owning a Dog is...
...the way he will come over to see me, for no reason, just to let me
know I'm important to him...
...the way he is always ready to lick the jelly off my nose...
...the way he looks into my eyes and finds contentment in simply being near me...
...the way he will run all over the yard, fetch a soggy tennis ball &
bring it back to me as if to say "look mom, it's all I have, but it's yours"...
...the way he wakes me up in the morning by pushing his cold wet
nose in my ear & snuffling loudly...
...the way he shreds toilet paper all over the house, because it's fun
even though he knows he shouldn't...
...the way he's sure he can catch the ducks in the lake...
...the way he comes over to me when he is sad...
...the way he wedges himself near me when I am sad and pushes all
others away, to console me with his love...
...the way he pounces on crickets in the backyard...
& looks perplexed when they escape...
...the way he is terrified of the evil pink hula hoop...
...the way he doesn't mind how much of that horrid perfume I'm
wearing just because it was a gift from my relative who's visiting...
...the way he doesn't care about bad hair day or overdue bills...
...the way he loves me, even when I am impatient with him &
have no time this morning for a game of tug-a-war...
...the way his coat feels like liquid silk under my fingers...
...the way he finds wisdom beyond words...
"The Best Part" --Author Unknown
How is Your Dog Different?
Your dog will always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,
He will resist complaining & boring you with his troubles,
He can eat the same food everyday and be grateful for it,
He understands when his loved ones are too busy to give him any time.
He overlooks it when those he loves take it out on him when,
through no fault of his, something goes wrong,
He can take criticism and blame without resentment,
He can ignore a friend's limited education & never correct him,
He can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend,
He can face the world without lies & deceit,
He conquers tension without medical help,
He can relax without liquor,
He sleeps comfortably without the aid of drugs,
He can say honestly that deep down in his heart that he has no
prejudice against creed, color, religion or politics.
He will love you more than you love yourself.
Cause he's your Best Friend!
You Know You Are A Dog Person When
You have a kiddie wading pool in
the yard, but no small children.
You have baby gates permanently installed
at strategic places around the
house, but no babies.
The trash basket is more or less permanently
installed in the kitchen sink,
to keep the dog out of it while you're not home.
You can't see out the passenger side of the
windshield because there are
nose-prints all over the inside.
You refer to yourselves as Mommy and Daddy.
Your dog sleeps with you.
You have 32 different names for your dog.
Most make no sense, but he/she understands.
You like people who like your dog.
You despise people who don't.
You carry dog biscuits in your
purse or pocket at all times.
You talk about your dog the way
other people talk about their kid.
You sign and send birthday/anniversary/Christmas
cards from your dog.
You put an extra blanket on the bed so
your dog can be comfortable.
You'd rather stay home on Saturday night
and cuddle your dog than go to the
movies with your sweetie.
You go to the pet supply store every
Saturday because it's one of the very
few places that lets you bring your
dog inside, and your dog loves to go with you.
You get an extra-long hose on your shower-massage
just so you can use it to
wash your dog in the tub, without making
the dog sit hip-deep in water.
You don't think it's the least bit strange
to stand in the back yard
yelling, "BeeBo, pee!" over and over again,
while BeeBo tends to play and
forget what she's out there for (but what your
neighbors think of your
behavior is yet another story).
You and the dog come down with something
like flu on the same day. Your dog
sees the vet while you settle for an
over-the-counter remedy from the drugstore.
Your dog is getting old and arthritic, so you
go buy lumber and build her a
small staircase so she can climb
onto the bed by herself.
Your license plate or license plate
frame mentions your dog.
You match your furniture/carpet/clothes
to your dog.
You have your dog's picture on your
office desk (but no one else's).
You lecture people on responsible dog
ownership every chance you get.
You hang around the dog section
of your local bookstore.
You skip breakfast so you can walk
your dog in the morning before work.
You are the only idiot walking in the
pouring rain because your dog needs his/her walk.
You don't go to happy hours with coworkers
any more because you need to go
home and see your dog.
Your parents refer to your pet as their granddog.
Your weekend activities are planned around
taking your dog for a hike (both days).
You keep an extra water dish in your second-floor
bedroom, in case your dog
gets thirsty at night (after all, his/her other dish
is way down on the first floor...).
Your freezer contains more dog bones
than human food.
You never completely finish a piece of
steak or chicken (so your dog can have the last bite).
You shovel a zig-zag path in the back
yard snow so your dog can reach all
her favorite spots.
You avoid vacuuming the house as long
as possible because your dog is afraid
of the vacuum cleaner.
You keep eating even after finding a
dog hair in your pasta.
You make popcorn just to play
catch with your dog.
You carry pictures of your dog in
your wallet instead of pictures of your
parents, siblings, significant other,
or anyone else remotely human.
And the number one reason you know
you're a dog person is if......
Your dog is the Star of your World Wide website!
author unknown
~A DOG'S PLEA~
Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me learn.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed to bitter elements. I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having any fun. Please see that my trusting life is taken gently.
I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hand.
Author Unknown