some of my dog friends mite remember waaaaay back in december wen i got sum cool new
gard dogs for my window. well i thot they looked a little cold and hairless so i haf been working on them for almost a year now and i wuz just thinking that they finally had a pretty good coat of hair on them...

...and then yesterday my crazy peepol finally noticed (reelly observent these peepol are!) and they "cleaned" them all off again!
but i didnt haf much time to fret about my dogs losing theyr hair becuz sumthing even more tragic happened yesterday:
The sad song of the skweeky skwerrelOn a crisp autumn day with the sun brightly shining,
I sat in my yard wif my toys all reclining;
Then i saw the grass-eater!
Let's move it, I cried!
So I grabbed all my toys and i brot them inside!
Wen I looked at my skweek toys, I counted not three
but two skwerrels only were staring at me;
Theyr eyes told me volumes, tho they spoke not a word:
Go rescue our brother, Skweek Skwerrel the Third!I dashed out my dog door, and glancing around,
I searched for that skwerrel, but none could be found.
Then I heard a great "Thwack!" sound from off to my right;
I ran to the scene and beheld quite a sight.
(note: puppies may want to stop reading here)
The grass-eater got him! It ate him like grass!
He had a big hole now instead of an ____!
His stuffing had blown out the side of his neck;
My poor skweeky skwerrel wuz reelly a wreck!
I'm sorry, i said wif a tear in my eye,
but Skweek Skwerrel the Third didn't give a reply.
Oh, well, I thought then as I bid him adieu,
I've still got two more toys just like you to chew!Labels: poetry, skwerrel