I don’t like to complain, but you will feel my pain.
By the time you read my story, you’ll side with me.
We have many fur-members in our family.
I love them all and spend time with each of them.
All of them are feline, except one…
…this big, black, canine lug.
It all started innocently enough.
She wanted to sleep by me.
We each brought our own toy.
I had my prized foil ball.
She had her squeaky donut (a memorial to us Donut Kitties.)
She is young and thinks everything is hers.
We had to have a little meeting about the foil ball.
No one, but no one touches my foil ball.
I will protect my foil ball against anyone, at all cost.
Being the goofy puppy she is, she gave me the old…
…”Na-nana-naa-nah! I didn’t want it anyway!”
(We all know she did want it.)
Oh no, you did not!
Get that out of your mouth!
Nobody touches my foil ball.
This means war.
Lose the dog and keep her toy!
Have a happy week!
The Dapper Gent
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