Pound Puppies and Rescue Mutts and Lampwork Woofs

My Dog May Be a Genius

by Jack Prelusky

My dog may be a genius,
and in fact there’s little doubt.

He recognizes many words,
unless I spell them out.

If I so much as whisper “walk,”
he hurries off at once

to fetch his leash…it’s evident
my dog is not a dunce.

I can’t say “food” in front of him,
I spell f-o-o-d,

and he goes wild unless I spell
his t-r-e-a-t.

But recently this tactic
isn’t working out too well.

I think my d-o-g has learned
to s-p-e-l-l.

This bracelet of merry mutts and pound puppies can be found on etsy.

Mother Doesn't Want a Dog

by Judith Viorst

Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
And when you come home late at night
And there is ice and snow,
You have to go back out because
The dumb dog has to go.

 

Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they shed,
And always let the strangers in
And bark at friends instead,
And do disgraceful things on rugs,
And track mud on the floor,
And flop upon your bed at night
And snore their doggy snore.

 Mother doesn't want a dog.
She's making a mistake.
Because, more than a dog, I think
She will not want this snake.

Non-smelly non-shedding dogs can be found here. 

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