THIS SITE IS DEDICATED MY THREE IRISH TERRIERS THAT I WAS SO HAPPY TO BE A OWNER OF...THEY ARE NOT WITH US ANYMORE AND I MISS THEM VERY MUCH. WE ARE NOT ABLE TO KEEP DOGS RIGHT NOW BUT IN A COUPLE OF YEARS MAYBE.... OUR FIRST IT. WAS A MALE. HIS NAME WERE MASCOT. HE WAS REALLY A CLEVER ONE, I CAN ASSURE YOU.FOR INSTANCE, HE ANSWERED THE PHONE WHEN WE WERE OUT SOMEWHERE... OR HE CAME TO GET ME IF I DIDN'T RUN TO THE PHONE IMMEDIATELY.
PLEASE READ THE POEM, IT'S A TRUE EVERY SINGLE WORD OF IT...
Why own a dog? There's a danger you know. You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger
One dog is not trouble, and two are so funny, The third one is easy, the fourth one's a honey
The fifth is delightful, the sixth ones's a breeze. You find you can live with a houseful, with ease.
So how 'bout another? Would you really dare? They're really quite easy, but Oh Lord, the hair!
With dogs on the sofa and dogs on the bed, And crates in the kitchen, its no bother, you said.
They're really no trouble, their manners are great. What's just one more dog and one more little crate?
The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty. The floor is all footprints, the furniture's dusty.
The housekeeping suffers, but what do you care? Who minds a few nose prints and a little more hair?
So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room. And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.
There's hardly a limit to the dogs you can add the thought of a cutback, sure makes you feel sad.
Each one is special, so useful, so funny, The food bill grows larger, you owe the vet money.
Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay, Except other dog folks, who live the same way.
Your lawn has now died and your shrubs are dead, too. Your weekends are busy, you're off with your crew. There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots And entries and travel and motels, which cost lots.
Is it worth it you wonder? Are you caught in a trap? Then that favorite comes up and climbs in your lap.
His look says you're special and you know that you will Keep all of the critters in spit of the bill.
Some just for showing and some just to breed
Winter is a hassle, but the dogs love it true, And they must have their walks tho' you are numb and blue
Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout At the dogs on the sofa, who refuse to go out. The dogs and the dog shows, the travel, the thrills The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The Whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life. They're charming and funny and offset the strife.
Your lifestyle has changed, things just won't be the same. Yes, those dogs are addictive and so's the dog game!
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