This Dog Fell Asleep In the Wrong Room
Sammy fell asleep in the girls’ room again.
They are four, six and seven so that’s on him.
My giggling husband and I casually tiptoed in
He had toys from his bottom up to his chin.
He does not seem to mind, said my husband Joe
He was right, this dog had been in worse places of woe.
I took a photo, for I knew that Sammy would not care or know.
Post it on social media? Or would that be low?
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