A Dog Named Johnny

Originally posted on http://sensemaking-in-cincinnati.blogspot.com/ as a response to his post

Well my doggie left home at a quarter till three
And he didn’t leave much for Jen and Me
Just a chewed up frisbee and a dug up hole in the rear

Well I don’t blame him cause he dug and run
Be the meanest thing he ever done
He went and pooped on the neighbor’s lawn

Well he must of thought it was quiet a joke
Cause it upset some of my neighbor folk
Screaming and a cussing all over my subdivision

So I got on my blog to vent my ire
Typing and sending all over the wire
Hoping that soon I’d get a reply

Then two minutes later up on the screen
You’ll never believe what I seen
A reply to the blog that I had done post

It said “Hello there Master”
“I only got two paws, so I can’t type much faster
But that yard you got, Its just keeps me in”

So I dug that hole and I said good by
I know you’d get upset and cry
But I’m a canine, and I need to run around

And now I’m here, just down the street
The house I’m in is kinda neat
But better yet there’s a sweet Pekinese.

Now don’t you worry, and don’t you swear
I’ll still be home to shed some hair
But after a bone I’ll be running the town”

What could I do? What could I do?

So I sat there confused in a mental fog
I just been fooled by a rescued dog
And now he was telling me what to do

And I’ve thought about it then and now
How to wrangle a feisty bow-wow
But I’m gonna leave up to the bureaucrats

So I’ve cast my vote for the city’s animal cop
This township needs to make this stop
If they don’t…I’m gonna get

A cat, a hamster, a bird…anything but a damn ditch digging dog!