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Cujo The Dog II

Hubby bought a thousand pds. of dirt,
in 40 pound bags,
to put down in the backyard garden.

Cujo munched into them,
now there is manure dirt,
all over the back patio.

(My husband is so mad),
“When are you going
to take that dog
to training.”

I am embarrassed
to tell him,
I already have.

Cujo was kicked out of
puppy kindergarten.

He cried and went nuts,
when he saw the other
normal happy dogs.

He needs private classes,
they said.

My son Bart came in yesterday.
Cujo likes him best,
next to me.

He kept jumping on Bart
and nipping at his shirt,
“Hey”,Bart said,
“Off fuktard!”


Did you just call my dog a fuktard????

Cujo loves to play
chase in the yard.
Maybe a little

He runs as fast as he can in a big circle,
and as he goes past me,
he jumps at my hands.
It was cute at first,
when he was so shy,
I was glad to see him
come out of his shell.

Now it’s a pain
in the neck.

He is a big chewer of shoes,
and other things leather.
He chewed up one pair of work shoes
that were hubby’s.

Wow. was he mad.
Then he chewed up his belt,
which meant,
he was on the bed.

I bought the apple bitters,
yuck spray,
to repel dogs from chewing.
Contains bitrix I am sure.

Seems to help.
As does the proliferation of
chew toys,
all over my house.

So I hope things are looking up.

“Oh no!
What are you doing now Cujo???
What is this?
You chewed up
Daddy’s brand new work shoes!”

CUJO!!! You fuktard!


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