Thursday, May 14, 2009

Don't fret, don't fuss, don't even cuss.
Your house is big enough for both of us!
I know its your domicile,
But it's only for a while.
Until she gets over her hissy fit,
You and I, Pal, will just sit.
When you get thrown out the door,
It's nice to own a big Labrador.
So, move over, Rover.
Move over, Friend!
Tomorrow, we will be back in the den
Count Sneaky