Tuesday, September 11, 2007

The Perfect Perspective of an Improper Puppy

I live surrounded by comfort.
I am fed and get new toys from time to time.
The people I live with are good to me.
One has a deep voice, and one has a light voice.
They left me a new toy on the floor today.
It had hard parts that felt good on my teeth.
There were long things that tickled my nose.
Then there is the fuzz…oh the fuzz!
I pulled it out and it just kept coming.
There is no end to the fun and pleasure in this new toy!
The person with the light voice came in.
She does not sound happy.
I wish I knew what she meant when she said,
“silly puppy, you chewed my favorite cat slippers!”



1 comment:

Denise Huff McEwen said...

I found my old blog and enjoyed the readings. Maybe we'll meet again and I'll add to you dear old friend.