Good night all. I found my poem about the dog's irresistible attraction to pole cats. True story from a few years back.
Late last night my dog was pacing the floor,
Was she sick? Gotta go? So I let her out the door.
The neighborhood was quiet, the chickens were asleep.
Nothing rustling in the bushes. Not a single cricket cheep.
Then to my annoyance, she took off like a shot.
She circled something, growled and woofed and loudly barked a lot!
Oh no, what was that out there in the yard?
Something big and scary? Why was she on guard?
I ran to get a flashlight. I tried to call her back.
Couldn’t see what she was after, ‘cause the night was inky black.
Then, suddenly as it started, the barking was no more.
Did the creature eat my doggy? I was shaken to my core.
After one long moment, Belle came racing back to me,
And soon I suspected what the creature had to be.
A certain acrid odor was wafting through the night,
And Belle was rolling on the lawn. She’d given up the fight.
You’d think the first three times would have taught her what to do.
"Leave that skunk alone, you dope! It’s the garage tonight for you!"
PeeYew!!
Glad granny caught that. You been on this thread now over a year and a half. I haven't been here that long. I was all shy and innocent when I first got on this thread. You have forced me to become the sicko that I have become.
right granny
Glad granny caught that. You been on this thread now over a year and a half. I haven't been here that long. I was all shy and innocent when I first got on this thread. You have forced me to become the sicko that I have become.right granny
Granny would y'all be able to walk lily if she didn't pull so hard? I have a head collar I could send you. It worked wonders on my last lab. I also have a pinch collar, but that's not my favorite. I bought it out of desperation. It's works too, though.
Mutt, please don't fuss at me.
