When Danny was just a little boy
He was really fond of dogs
Mother could not abide the critters
And didn't like smelling their logs

His wish for a little ol' furry pet
Was for Mother a pain in the butt
Often, when he came home from school
He was "followed" by a dirty little mutt

Mother couldn't resist Danny's little face
So she'd tell him he could keep it
But when the doggie did a dirty deed
He'd have to be the one to sweep it

That dog was little but he sure could bark
And when he heard music, he'd howl
Mother tried to grin and bear it
But, at times, we'd see a big scowl

That little mutt finally ran away
And Danny really wanted another
He knew he'd have to tell a tall tale
To get another dog past Mother

One day he came walking up the drive
With a big lump under his jacket
We all knew that the jig was up
When his jacket started making a racket

Yep, you guessed it, he'd done it again
But this time really was strange
For when he pulled that doggie out
The poor thing was covered with mange

Mother let him keep the pooch
And she even gave it a name
Mange was his new moniker
That critter really looked a shame

The dogs would either die or run away
And Danny always wanted another
As the years went by, it got much easier
To smuggle the dogs past Mother

She always knew what he was doing
'Cause our Mother was no fool
Danny was such a sweet little kid
And Mother just couldn't be cruel

All that happened so long ago
Such good times to recall
When baby brother could crack a smile
Our Mother to completely enthrall

Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
April 21, 2006
All Rights Reserved



 



                                                     






"Where, Oh Where, Has My Little Dog Gone?"
Sequenced by Frank Schober
Grandpa Schober's Original Midi Files