Dog Poetry Corner

I truly enjoyed writing yesterday’s dog nursery rhyme post. My bestie, Heather, wrote a poem in honor of the post. So today will be the Dog Poetry Corner. Feel free to leave your own dog poems in the comments – haiku, limerick, whatever. If you can’t do poetry on Fridays, when can you? Here’s Heather’s Dog Poetry Corner submission:

[quote align=”center” color=”#999999″]When dogs get the moans
For those treats called Jones
Just run to your stash
Be back in a flash
With windees and jerky and chins
To see how your dog’s fun begins
You’ll be shocked and in awe
As he high fives you his paw
He’ll lick and he’ll chew
And when he’s all through
He’ll beg, bark, and plead
For you to tell Miss Flea
Those treats from Jones
Sure make him at home.[/quote]

OM NOM NOM — The Windee is a most amazing treat, not only making dogs smile, but helping with senior arthritis, as it’s a natural source of glucosamine and chondroitin.

I know that Jones Natural Chews make dogs smile, but that poem sure made *me* smile. 🙂 What do y’all think of dog poetry once a month? I’m waiting for Oz the Terrier to weigh in on this one, since his mama writes stellar limericks. She’s pretty amazing.

Oz the Great! — This is Oz the Terrier and his dad. I think. Oz? Is this you?

I thought I’d try my hand at some dog poetry, too, this being Dog Poetry Corner Friday now. The only problem is, I stink at poetry. I just don’t get it. At all. I mean, I understand Heather’s poem. I get limericks and haiku. But all that imagery and stuff – like most dogs, I’m pretty concrete. Like Jones with dogs, I’m pretty good at making people smile. But poetry? Let’s see what leaves these fingertips.

[quote align=”center” color=”#999999″]A Haiku, by the Good Flea

Given a treat choice/ Dogs choose what makes smiles happen/ Jones Natural Chews[/quote]

See what I did there? You pronounce the “u” in Natural. Makes for five syllables.

McGrady loves Jones chews — McGrady is deaf. He doesn’t care beans about syllables. He just cares about getting the Jones Chews. In fact, he tried eating them right out of my purse every time he saw me.

I’m not supposed to have to explain my poetry? Says who? That’s not explaining the POETRY. It’s explaining the SYLLABLES. That’s different. Right? No? Fine. I’ll try again.

[quote align=”center” color=”#999999″]Another Haiku, by the Good Flea

Try the Mammoth Bones/ Dogs will drool and smile for days/ While you curse stubbed toes[/quote]

Happy dog — This Jumbo Bone was just right for a Chocolate Lab. I think it might be a tad small for an elephant. But only a tad.

See there? Those Mammoth Bones are great for big dogs! But kicking them in the middle of the night in bare feet? Not so much. Your dog will be smiling alright. Laughing at you as you’re hopping around, cussing up a blue streak.

Whadda ya mean I’m explaining again? Sheesh. Fine. One more. I’ll do better. Promise.

[quote align=”center” color=”#999999″]Yet Another Haiku, by the Good Flea

Steer Sticks are the best/ Long chewing, great for the teeth/ But just what are they?[/quote]

Bella versus the Bully Stick — Isn’t Bella beautiful? She loves a good Pizzle, or Steer Stick, and Jones makes a great one!

Heh. I love the story of the Steer Sticks. You must read this post if you have not already. It’s one of my favorites. And NO. This is not explaining. It’s not.

Thanks for joining us here on Dog Poetry Corner Friday. I hope you were snapping your fingers while you read the bad poetry (mine) and the good poetry (Heather’s). Now go to your local pet store and get your dog some Jones Natural Chews. After this? You both deserve a little bit of the best. 😉

Until I write again …

Flea

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