Category Archives: Doggie Ditties

Where are you, Jezzie?

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Myschka looking for JezWhere are you Jezzie? I’ve been looking for you all day.
It seems like such a long, long time since you went away.
I don’t know where you went ‘cos Mum took you in her car,
and she was gone for ages, so it must have been quite far.

I’ve been out walking with our Mum, following your scent,
but it is fading fast ‘cos it’s been raining where you went.
I know that I usually think you are a big pain in the bott,
but it’s very quiet here now and I miss you quite a lot.

Mum put me to bed last night and I was all alone.
That was the very first time that I have been on my own.
Your collar’s hanging on the hook, so I think you’re coming back.
I know it is YOUR collar – yours is red and mine is black.

Your basket looks so empty, but I didn’t lie in it
‘cos I thought you might be back here at any minute.
I’m sitting at the window, watching out for you,
but all that come are other dogs and next door’s cat comes too.

Please come home Jezzie, I miss you so very much.
I miss you bossing me when I go my Mum to touch.
I miss your constant barking when you yell and shout,
so Mum comes along and orders us to both go out.

I don’t like the way Mum keeps crying into her cup,
or how her teardrops drip into the washing up.
I don’t like it without my litter sister here to spar with
Come back, Jezzie, ‘cos I’ve loads more love to give.

Myschka following her sister's scent on her walk

Myschka at the window
Light a candle
Light a candle

Light a candle

Downsizing

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There they all are gathering dust,
so many memories of mine.
But let them go I really must.
I can do it, I will be fine.

I’ll have a go at the paper
that is piling up into hills.
It really will be a caper
to destroy those horrid old bills.

Then I will turn out my wardrobe,
clothes dating date back to eighty three.
They really have gone out of mode
and fitted a much smaller me.

Then there is my old bone china.
It suited me once I suppose,
but now I use some less finer,
I’ve gone off the old country rose.

We’ve been building and erecting,
while we let the family grow.
I’ve spent all my life collecting,
but now it’s time to let them go.

Those wasted years of spend, spend, spend!
I just cannot believe my eyes.
This gathering has all got to end.
It is time for me to downsize.




A dog called Spot

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A Dogs Trust dog called Spot

Our Mum has sponsored a dog called “Spot”
he’s not like us, but we think we like him a lot.
He’s seven and a half and it’s so very sad
that he was abandoned – because he was bad?

He lives in the Rehoming Centre in Ballymena
a bit far to visit but someone may be keener
to give him a home so he can live a nice life
and sit by the fire with a man and his wife.

The Dogs Trust charity will never put dogs down
– there may be one somewhere near to your town.
So we hope there’ll be a dog who might make you weep,
like our Spot, who now has Mum to pay for his keep.

We wish we could meet him and go out and play.
He’d love it here but wouldn’t be able to stay.
He’d be hard to handle and he’s so far away too,
and our Mum has her hands full already with us two.

Maybe you’d like to sponsor a dog as well. Perhaps you can’t have a dog of your own but would like to know that you are helping to keep another dog alive, who has been abandoned. If you would like to support this worthwhile cause, visit the Dogs Trust site»
To read more about Spot, visit his webpage»


Naughty Myschka

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I shouldn't be up here but I don't careI’m so comfy up here I’m not going to move
until my mum comes along and gives me a shove.
Whenever she goes out of the room I’m up here
and I know she will shout, but I really don’t care!

I barked to say she was up on the chair,
as soon as you’d gone out she leapt up there.
But I’m lying here as good as can be
it’s Myschka who’s naughty this time, not me!

But I'm being a good girl for once

 


Our Lovebirds

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Hey Jezzie, are you awake? I was just dreaming about our lovebirds. Can you remember when our Mum cleaned out their cage one day and left them in the cage in front of our run? They made a hell of a din, but I thought they were very pretty. All we wanted to do was to sniff them and lick them, but Mum said that they would be frightened if we got too near to them. I can’t think why!

Do you remember when they all escaped, Myschka? I do. Mum had hung a birdbath on the door of their cage as it was such a nice day. Somehow the birdbath fell off, and out they all flew!

Oh yes, I remember. Mum was really upset and was in a big panic trying to catch them. She was lucky, because the baby one flew into our enclosed run, where she could catch it with her bird catching net.

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Poser

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I’m lying here doing my very best pose –
I’m trying to be still and not twitch my nose.
My Mum said “say cheese” but I don’t think I could,
so I’ll just lie here quietly and try to be good.

Jezzie Behave!

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Window Watching - Waiting for the Postman

My sister really is a rotten pain –
she’s on my settee, and barking again!
My mum will get cross, and I know she’ll shout,
and the next thing will be – we’ll have to go out!
My Mum’s got a thing that gives out a sound
that she can’t hear, but it’s hell for a hound!
I’m sitting pretty, as good as I can –
so Jezzie, behave! Before s*** hit’s the fan!

I hate my big sister! She bosses me about,
’specially when I’ve seen a cat and I start to shout.
I think Mum likes her best,  and that’s not really fair
Cos she chose to have me , then Myschka jumped in there! 

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