Sophie Helen and Shark

Sophie Helen is a cocker of sorts She loves to sleep, denies all kinds of sports. Enormous running days over for years. She chases raccoons, has no obvious fears. But only occasionally, for she is lazy and fat. She eats baloney, and dances with Shark, our tom cat. I never saw that ever in my life before Says Vi, my elderly neighbor who lives next door. What? I ask. Please, Vi, what do you see? A dog and cat getting along. For the life of me! The cat is wandering in and out of Sophie’s legs. They are best friends, these two, they both eat eggs. Table food please they yell loudly and clearly. Shark meows and Sophie Helen loves him dearly. They are a lot of company, this cat and this dog. They love eating meat, especially bacon or hog. Shark is ten, Sophie Helen is eleven and a half. They are as funny and cute as zebra or giraffe. Their antics well known, their friendship is fine. I am glad every day that these goof balls are mine.