Tuesday, May 15, 2007

For Heather

We just finished reading a fun book by Eric Carle, "Animals, Animals." It had a poem that made me think of heather ;-)

Mother Doesn't Want a Dog
Mother doesn't want a dog.
mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit
Or even when you yell.
And when you come home late at night,
And there is ice and snow,
You have to go back out because
The dumb dog has to go.
Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they shed,
and alsways let the strangers in
And bark at friends instead.
And do disgraceful things on rugs,
And track mud on the floor,
And flop upon your bed at night
And snore their doggy snore.
Mother doesn't want a dog.
She's making a mistake.
Because, more than a dog, I think
She will not want this snake.
--Judith Viorst
tee hee. :)


Anonymous said...

actually, i held a snake this past weekend, and IT didn't jump all over me, track mud all over my floor, or tear a hole in my pants because it wanted to play. of course, it was eeeeewwwww and gross, only three inches long, and QUICKLY dropped back into the grass after i held it long enough to make Joshua think i was cool 'cause i wouldn't run away from it. :)
the dog lover (HA!)
~ heather

~just me~ said...

haha! too funny. :) --so what's going on with that dog? do you still have him?