a darling poem
Jun 13, 2008 15:04:54 GMT -8
Post by dltobin on Jun 13, 2008 15:04:54 GMT -8
Ok I was bored at work and was looking through dogster I love looking at pics.... and this was on someones page tooooo cute 
WHY OWN A CHIHUAHUA?
Why own a Chihuahua? There's a danger you know,
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger,
While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger.
One Chihuahuas no trouble and two are so funny,
The third one is easy; the fourth one's a honey.
The fifth one is delightful; the sixth one's a breeze,
You find you can live with a household with ease.
So how 'bout another? Would you really dare?
They're really quite easy but oh Lord the hair!
With Chihuahuas on the sofa and on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it's no bother you said.
They're really no trouble; their manners are great,
What's one more Chihuahua and just one more crate?
The sofa is hairy; the windows are crusty,
The floor is all footprints, the furniture all dusty.
The housekeeper suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few nose prints and a little more hair
So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room,
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.
There's hardly a limit to the Chihuahuas you add,
The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
Each one is so special, so useful, so funny,
The vet and the food bill grows larger, you owe money.
Your folks never visit; few friends come to stay,
Except other Chihuahua folk, who live the same way?
Your lawn has now died, and your shrubs are dead too,
But your weekends are busy; you're off with your crew.
There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots,
And entries and travel and motel which cost lots.
Is it worth it, you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite Chihuahua comes and climbs in your lap.
His look says you're special and you know that you will,
Keep all of the critters in spite of the bill.
But winter's a hassle; the Chihuahuas hate it too,
They must have their walks though they're numb and you're blue.
Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
At the Chihuahuas on the sofa that refuse to go out.
The Chihuahuas and the dog show, the travel, the thrills,
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The whole thing seems worth it, Chihuahuas are our life
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.
Your lifestyle has changed - things won't be the same.
Yes, those Chihuahuas are addictive and so is the game!
WHY OWN A CHIHUAHUA?
Why own a Chihuahua? There's a danger you know,
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger,
While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger.
One Chihuahuas no trouble and two are so funny,
The third one is easy; the fourth one's a honey.
The fifth one is delightful; the sixth one's a breeze,
You find you can live with a household with ease.
So how 'bout another? Would you really dare?
They're really quite easy but oh Lord the hair!
With Chihuahuas on the sofa and on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it's no bother you said.
They're really no trouble; their manners are great,
What's one more Chihuahua and just one more crate?
The sofa is hairy; the windows are crusty,
The floor is all footprints, the furniture all dusty.
The housekeeper suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few nose prints and a little more hair
So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room,
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.
There's hardly a limit to the Chihuahuas you add,
The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
Each one is so special, so useful, so funny,
The vet and the food bill grows larger, you owe money.
Your folks never visit; few friends come to stay,
Except other Chihuahua folk, who live the same way?
Your lawn has now died, and your shrubs are dead too,
But your weekends are busy; you're off with your crew.
There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots,
And entries and travel and motel which cost lots.
Is it worth it, you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite Chihuahua comes and climbs in your lap.
His look says you're special and you know that you will,
Keep all of the critters in spite of the bill.
But winter's a hassle; the Chihuahuas hate it too,
They must have their walks though they're numb and you're blue.
Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
At the Chihuahuas on the sofa that refuse to go out.
The Chihuahuas and the dog show, the travel, the thrills,
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The whole thing seems worth it, Chihuahuas are our life
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.
Your lifestyle has changed - things won't be the same.
Yes, those Chihuahuas are addictive and so is the game!
