Pet Sit Panics

Not My “Buddy” When my friend Nancy moved to a new apartment For the remainder of her Senior year Her doggone dog “Buddy” was not allowed As she asked for my help, I was moved by her tears A tiny brown mutt who wore a red bandana Was not a visitor I wanted to take in But she thought her dog was the top banana To ease Nancy’s concerns, I finally took him He was supposed to come with food and instructions Never before had I provided for a dog’s care But when Nancy drove up and Buddy arrived at my house His food and care guide had vanished in thin air My cats were upset, hid under the couch and bed As Buddy sniffed around the house for playmates I called Nancy when Buddy tore up my new rug She said he was lonely and just needed a date Nancy suggested I take him on car trips Buddy fancied himself to be a world traveler But dog smells linger and I gave him no rides So he found vengeance by climbing into a sewer The nine-month school year lingered forever By now my cats had taken to escaping in trees When June finally came, I couldn’t wait to say goodbye But that’s when Nancy sobbed and moaned, “Oh, pretty please.” Her mother didn’t want Buddy at her house either And Nancy asked me to keep him all summer When I replied, “No, he needs to spend time with you” I quickly lost my best friend, what a bummer!