ode to a once, proud new toy
... dearest duckie, you led a brief life of joy, squeaks and sqwocks. you made mah doggeh smile, romp, stomp, wheel and wiggle.
you broke a votive holders, when soaring through the air unannounced, even marked the wall with your winged trail of dog slime... and yet, you will be missed. you fell victim to "foul" play, gutted of stuffing long before your time. it's sad really, it's really got me "down."
my dearest maddie lurved you so... and tho you lasted a mere 3-4 days, which we all know in dog years is so many more, we'll add a feather to our proverbial "cap" of other fallen toys and their memories, tho few shall be so sweet.
need proof of teh four-legged one's passion toward you?, and how she longed to share your webbed-goodness with others? view on, little duckie... view.... on.
4 comments:
awwww, i want to your doggeh up!!!!
i missed a word. that word, before your imagination runs off with you is "squeeze". i want to "squeeze" your doggeh up. however, after typing that, i can see that that word will probably make your imagination run wild anyway.
Another reason to have a cat in the house.
The only thing to clean up with a cat is the mess she creates when she decides to throw up whatever greenness she has ingested.
I *heart* Maddie....lol.
My doggie Tundra used to have 'babies' and she loved them with all her heart....she would rip out their squeekers, tear out their inside stuffing, until all you had left w/ a shell and you would feel you had to throw them out.... But man did she love them until then.
*smooches* babe :)
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