Ode to Rascal
Magoo, Smudge, Bella & Dolce started it.
Then Derby issued the challenge.
So Abby wrote one for Sammy.
Grr, Midnight & Cocoa abandoned writing limericks to do it.
I even did one for the 4th of July. But that was before it became popular with Cat bloggers.
So I'm still thinking about it.
In the meantime, here's one my humans wrote for me. Dad is the artist in the family, so he did the artwork. Here it is:
Poochy means my tummy. This is a word I do not like and I will bite anyone who touches my tummy and says “poochy” at the same time!!
The End.
6 Comments:
Nobody says the 'p' word at my house. But my mom says I have a squishy girl belly (even though I *am* a boy). Happy-Go-Lucky gave my mom that idea. But she doesn't say the 'p' word.
Oh, and after getting so wound up there, I forgot to say that I liked the Ode very much. You have a very talented dad!
nice song. mommy says i'm getting a poochy and that i need to go on a diet. - Miles
What a great work of art by your dad! Emma and I are working on our song. Problem is, we can't think of a song to use. We're not very good at this type of thing!
Ha, ha. This is very funny. I think I should re-name Bubbles Demando. He is the highest maintenance cat I've ever had. But I love him sooooo much.
This was very cute! Your male human pet is talented to make such a nice portrait of you.
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