My Dog Ate It (or something)

I wrote a little poem
Today when I got up.
Then I made my coffee
And poured a giant cup.
Then I took my cup of joe
And sat to tweak my rhyme;
That’s when my dog came charging in
For belly-scratching time.
Now I’m wearing java.
My poem’s soaking too.
And I had written every word
Just to show to you!

My Dog Ate It

I had two dogs and they were very well behaved. Aside from an elk leg or rabbit’s head once in a while, they rarely ate what they weren’t supposed to. I was blessed with some sweet babygirls!

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