Turning one.

When I was a baby you laughed at me and said,
Come here little one and held me close in bed.

When I was a puppy and I chewed up your stuff,
All you did was say No and took me by my scruff.

When I got a bit older we went for nice long walks,
We played and jumped and even had some very nice talks.

When I became a lady you said I was so good,
Why you took me to that stud I never understood.

Just only 9 weeks later I was in so much pain,
But all in all I did well you said we’ll do that again.

Now I have a litter and all these pups are mine,
I feed and clean them each day, every day on time.

Today it is my birthday, I just turned one,
But now we never seem to play and have a bit of fun.

Today I had a litter, and I didn’t do so well.
But I like here at rainbow bridge ,life down there was hell.

Now I can run and play and have some fun instead.
I even have a soft warm bed to lay down my head.

Lucy

KOOP NOOIT EEN HOND BIJ EEN BROOD FOKKER !!!
Deze gedicht is door Lucy.Nooyen kennel Closed Case