Sue Bullard

Patty Baker

Happy Mud Season! I wrote a little poem for us because if I don’t laugh, I’ll cry 😅

The snow is gone, the yard’s now soup, I can’t tell what’s mud and what’s dog p**p.

The towels are stacked beside the door,
this week I’ve wiped those paws a hundred times or more!

The mop’s on call but no matter how hard I try, muddy paw prints still line the hall.

But they sure are cute with that muddy grin…so I’ll just clean the floors again and again. 🐾

Imagine rolling out and ending up on the porch in your sleep 🛏️🤣