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We said a few kind words this morning as we burried his tiny body in the cold ground. He really didn't stand a chance..his little innards strewn about the living room floor...his now silent sqeeker lay by his side. Yep that baby hippo didn't stand a chance.....his murderess watchin nearby, tail wagging happily..you see, my sis Toffi, well she is a de- stuffer. Oh yes she is just a baby but she is off to a rousing start. Mom chooses toys wisely with thick stitching, squeekers buried deep within...doesn't matter. All her toys have rips already. Oh the damage she will do as she gets older- i shudder to imagine. Just can't have nice things...
Mom has been waiting ..waiting fur just the right pup. She missed BB so much. Well finally the folks found a good breeder- sadly there are so many bad breeders out there who don't even care about the bree..but that's a different box of frogs entirely. So anyway a pup has been chosen and they will pick her up tomorrow. I must admit,; I'm pretty nervous..I mean, will she like me, will she chew on me? Be mad cos i don't play very much? But it will be nice to have a friend. I better go groom...
T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings where hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there
But at the North Pole sudden changes arose
All down to Rudolph and his ruby red nose
Clipboard in hand, a breed expert arrived
He motioned to Santa saying," please step aside".
A smooth haired coat and a muscular build
A broad deep chest our Rudolph did yield
The breed expert's pen, created pages of ticks
Then he suddenly called out "good lord, we've been tricked!"
"This creatures no donkey and clearly no horse!
I know these things! I've attended the course!"
Look at my clipboard the boxes are full!
It's very obvious to me: Rudolph is a pit bull!
Out with the measuring sticks, he explained to Santa the law
And he measured poor Rudolph from shoulder to floor.
As the spectacle continued Santa said with a sigh
He's a reindeer you fool! Why must he die?
"The law is the law" the expert said standing tall,
Then picked up his mobile and made a quick call
The sound of sirens filled the peaceful night air
and Rudolph removed ...to who knew where?
Days turned too weeks and confused and alone
Rudolph pined, for the place he called home
As the first snow started falling Rudolph gave up the fight
And he took his last breath on a cold winters night
You may think this is funny, if a little untrue.
But how would you like it, if it happened to you?
If your dog was taken because of its look...
Because it ticked enough boxes in some silly book?
Regardless of parentage it doesn't matter what breed
If it ticks enough boxes then it's a done deed
So humor me here and pretend this is true
Think how you would feel if it happened to you.
Cuddle your hounds while you have them close by
For some spend this Christmas, waiting to die.
Now back to the story, it doesn't end there
One more short verse I need to share
Santa fetched Rudolph's body and cried for his friend
And swore to himself, this would not be the end
And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
"The law is wrong, please help us to fight!"
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