Lets Get a Dog

Lets Get a Dog

Let’s get a dog we said,
as we like to go for walks.
Wandering around on warm sunny days,
having long intellectual talks.
Why did we get a dog? we asked,
setting the alarm for 5 in the morning.
Middle of winter, dark and cold,
yet again the rain is pouring.

Let’s get a dog we said,
something cute that doesn’t shed hair.
We won’t let it on the furniture,
and it will never go upstairs.
Why did we get a dog? we asked,
muddy paw prints in carpet thread.
Toys and hair and drool throughout,
and something suspicious on the bed.

Let’s get a dog we said,
it really won’t change our lifestyle.
We can have people round more often,
and we only go out for a while.
Why did we get a dog? we asked,
our life is not our own.
Dog sitters, kennels, a fortune they cost,
but we cant leave the dog home alone.

Let’s get a dog we said,
a cat wasn’t even a maybe.
Loyal and loving and well behaved,
so much easier than having a baby.
Why did we get a dog? we asked,
so much training and still a twit.
Just once we’d like him to do as he’s told,
“No, not there Buster….no…..SIT!”

Why did we get a dog? we asked,
created havoc and messed up our home.
Barks in the night and chews on our clothes,
we can no longer pee on our own.
Lets always have a dog we said,
who needs any personal space?
That waggling welcome when we get home,
makes the world a much better place.

 

By Sherry Hostler

7 thoughts on “Lets Get a Dog”

  1. Ditto the cat……..once a scrap, so funny and engaging to watch as he explored his new world……ours, well it was once, until the cat. Now he’s 9+kgs of pure muscle eating like something out of the jungle tearing his way through kilos of raw meat and grinding bones leaving a trail of slobber blood and gore, and oh let’s not forget the the dunking……what you never heard of a cat dunking his chicken carcass in the water bowl then pounding it around for awhile sploshing water up the walls and all over the floor ? Us sitting on shredded leather trying not to notice the snags in the new curtains and the clumps of fur like a yak all over the house. Once it was possums running across the roof that woke us up, now it’s the cat on his nocturnal caper roaring up the hallway and playing mountain goat across the furniture. But he purrs and snores and looks at us so adoringly how could we even think of life without the cat.

    1. That is a perfect description Cynthia. Maybe we can collaborate on something for my ‘meow’ section xx

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