Our Four Legged Forest Friend

Running through the forest Pine cones everywhere Darting north and darting south Sniffing all the air Jumping on the toadstools Mud lumps flying past Biting all the tree stumps I’m free, I’m free at last Red fur ears flapping briskly Bounding paws there I go Amy in the background Oh dear where will he go Whistle at the ready Let’s call him quick he’s gone Tooot tooot come back we miss you Wee Murdo, the only one Wet ears, and muddy paws Let’s clamber in the car Soon home to get a shower It really isn’t far All washed, clean and cosy My fluffy bed awaits Eyes I can’t keep open Sweet dreams, tomorrow anticipates