January 23, 2011

A Poem for the Frog Dogs


I am not a pig, I am not a Pug.
My ears haven’t been cropped,
My tail hasn’t been docked.
I didn’t run into a wall or get hit with a fry pan,
I do not bite,
but my owner is another matter altogether.
That noise is how I breathe—I am not
growling at your child.
I’m not so ugly I’m almost cute,
and anyone who says that is so stupid they're
almost smart.
I am a French Bulldog
and I am perfect in every way!
~Anonymous



2 comments:

  1. Radar!
    You are so cute, not ugly at all.
    I love it when we play ball.
    Soon I will see you when you come to my house.
    I hope you don't throw up water if you see a mouse.
    Love and pets and belly rubs,
    Leanne

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  2. Hmmm, my sister is a poet, who knew?!

    Radar RADAR he's our man, if he won't eat hot dogs, I sure can : )

    Love from your #1 fan

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