DOGS

D: doglike. 4 Legs, a tail and a nose.

O: Outside. 4 out of 5 dogs live outside in the backyard.

G: Growl. Great.

S: small and smelly.

Yes you read correctly, I did just make a poem about dogs. But who could blame me? How cute are dogs? Yes I know. I am going to grow into the crazy dog lady who lives in a dog house with her 10 dogs and lives off bones. I love dogs for many reasons. One being that they do not talk back. Another being that there life is so easy- eat, sleep and run around. I want that life. It seems so easy.

I have 2 dogs in my life. Arthur and Joggers.

Arthur is my childhood dog. The dog that has seen me grow and become the nut case I am today. He is dumb as hell. He cannot get a ball, he cannot sit when told he cannot be taken for a walk by anyone other than my dad. I know cool dog, sick as, woof.

The only good thing about my childhood dog is the fact that when I was forced to eat my dinner and I couldn’t finish it I would feed it to him when my Dad wasn’t watching.

My other dog is Joggers. This is my boyfriends beloved dog. He was adopted from the pound when he was a small pup. If this dog was a human it would be the worlds nicest person. It has manners, it has love in its heart. It sits when told, it sleeps when told. It loves hugs and affection. I know right, worlds most amazing dog. Love love love.

That’s my rant about Dogs. Go and adopt a dog.