Anna suggested I write a blog post in the voice of Marley, my adorable rasta mut. So here we go with Marley's view on being alone....
Mom left me again; she leaves me everyday.
I wish she'd come back so we can play.
Then again, mom's not home,
Now so many places to hide my bone.
When she's not here I get to sleep,
In places I know would make her freak.
On the couch I rest my head
After attempting to rip my bed to shreds.
I've destroyed my babies, cotton is out
When mom comes home, she'll wonder what it's about.
I eat all day and pee on the porch
Mom likes to cuddle, she's such a dork.
If I be good, she loves me more
But I still get sad when she shuts the door.
So I TP her room, run wild for fun
When the TP is out my job is done.
I am almost certain this is what Marley's blog post would be about. Yes she talks in couplets.
