Tags

,

I am Fluffy’s Grand-Doggie,
And Fluffy, she is mine.
I have no human grandkids yet,
So Fluffy does just fine!
I give her treats that no one sees,
Then kiss her on the cheek,
And share with her such secrets
That a dog may never speak.

by Gwennon
2008

I had hoped that by today this poem would be obsolete. My daughter Lizzie’s baby is using her as a punching bag, and is growing larger and stronger by the day. We are all getting a bit anxious for this baby to arrive. If any of you want to pray for Lizzie and Baby’s safe delivery, that would not hurt my feelings at all!

Thank you,

Gwennon

Advertisements