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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My husband’s eyes are tearing up! Yes, it’s that time of year! The doggie moss just keeps creeping, everywhere my dear. Wherever does it come from? It seems to keep eluding me, for sure. As it constantly creeps in to cover my carpet, like a fine velour. I complain daily to my hubby, as it attacks my dogs and house. I say, its a fine black sheen that floats in the air, through out. My hubby doesn’t understand… He says its only hair from the shedding dogs. But I assure him daily that it’s truly nothing of the kind, my love… I groom the doggies, saying its to save the dogs and destroy the moss. Each time I explain about the moss, my hubby promptly snorts. Then his eyes begin to twinkle as they slowly water up. He heard me pray to God one day to help me with the moss. He says he stumped his toe as the snort turned into a lions roar. But when I went into the room he was doubled up, rolling on the floor. Again his eyes were tearing as I swear I heard him trying to stifle a loud guffaw… Then the next day he brought me home a gift, an adorable white poodle dog. He said it’d prove it wasn’t moss and was coming from the other dogs. I felt I had to explain, that the poor white poodle was also being struck. Then, I sadly showed him the black velour also adhering to it’s fluff. He looked totally incredulous, as the tears came again, with a lively snort. He’s way too kind as he tries not to laugh at my antics… to my face. He would never hurt my feelings, for he thinks I believe earnestly what I say. I don’t think he’ll ever catch on… as he tries not to tremble from his mirth. Now, I know you may think me crazy… Though, we all are, in each our own way… Actually, I do know it’s the dogs shedding, though that I’ll never admit or betray. For every time he tries not to laugh, its too much fun to miss the display.
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