Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I got to tinkle on a tree....

Oh where oh where is my Mother dear,
While I'm in the evil kitchen here?

I bet she's at the office now,
She took me there once ... somehow.

A nice man gave me some treats
and everyone there was really sweet.

There's a new dog bed there just for me
and I got to tinkle on a tree.

But here I am in the kitchen now,
How is this fair ... I ask you .... how?


Isis said...

you got to tinkle on a tree! how fun!

i'm supposed to be lady like so i never get to do fun thinks like that.

But, i would like to run free wherever that picture is.

It looks beautiful.

Lorenza said...

Hi, Copper
Is that a poem or a song?? Maybe a complain??
I don't know how its like to be locked in one place for a long time! I guess its not fun! But I think I would get used to it if I had to!
Have a good night

Luckie Girl said...

Hey Copper,
I have never tried doing that before. Did you lift your leg and try to leave some pee mail?

Hana said...

Ohhhh Copper! You are a poet too!! I will have to try my paw at writing a poem one day. Hmm, how come you can't go into the office with your Mom anymore? That doesn't seem fair.