A Little Bit About Fannie
I’m in awe of Fannie, my female Coton del Tulear
since her pups were born, realizing now.
She just played the idiot for our amusement,
climbing on, and bouncing off furniture,
she knows damn well, 'she’s not allowed on'.
Running around after the old lady’s cat,
(one of my favorites)
her small enough to get anywhere the cat could.
Sorta evening up the outcome of the whole chase, but.
This not eating sometimes for days holding out for
table scraps.
Her worst bad habit bothers me the most.
I'm in awe of Fannie.
Now at first whimper from those pups of hers.
She’s up and running to them, and.
Did you know, the mom dog licks the pup’s genitals
to make them go to the bathroom, and then, eats or
drinks their waste when they do.
As far as I’m concerned.
She could have those damn table scraps when
those pups of hers are gone.
She’s earned them.
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