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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required YES, IT’S A DOG’S LIFE Out at last and oh boy am I gonna enjoy some fun - Leg-up, ahhhhhhhhhh, the poodle next door will envy that one. He‘ll be calling for me pretty soon, to cross the road (as if I can’t do it alone and get a in a bit of car-chasing to boot) with him, the dimwit. So, gotta get to the corner and sniff who’s been and how long ago was that. But whoa! What’s that scent I feel on the breeze? A cat? Excellent ! - a chase with one of those furry mouse-snatchers - Just to show ‘em who owns this street…Ok…ready you dog watchers?…. Excuse me for a mo….woof, woof, snarl, woof, woof: Just a bit of theatrical dog-voice there. Mmm . . . I love cat-on-the-hoof. Oh yeah, I figured, now he’s gonna put on the leash As a statement that “he owns this stretch of street” - it’s his niche. Ok, it’s on now, but he’s gonna have to pay: his muscles will tire Cos I am pulling the wrong way all the time, and pressure gets higher On the leash, I’m a-gonna want to be ahead of him whichever way he goes: Were talking arm-out-of-socket after half an hour, I suppose. Another corner, stop for a good sniff, make him wait with patience deep: On his “tight leash” he’s gonna have to stand near the crap heap. Ok, quick leg-up, no liquid but just gotta do it for show Demo of who-owns-what-corner around here, you know. Now it’s the neighbour’s poodle, “Oh hi, how are you? Let me sniff your rear-end a good bit, mmmmm.. . . .ooooo!” Then I’ll lick his hand he’ll have to wash that hand when we’re home. Just showing him who owns the butt-sniffing rights around here where I roam. Ok, so it’s the newspaper shop ritual, gotta show a little obedience here. Why can’t he buy it at a shop that’s near? How’d you like a roll of paper in your mouth for fifteen minutes? And no drools on it or else he’ll have a seizure or fits. And with the roll in my mouth as I pass all the guys laugh. . . I tell you, man, it’s a dog’s life. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Written 13 June 2012 Entered in Tanya Harrington's Contest Dog Gone Tales
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