Many years ago, I rescued a little white dog and he turned out to be the best friend I ever had. He lived for 17 years; his only bad habit was toilet paper. When I would come home from work, I would find that the toilet paper had moved all around my apartment, pulled by this half-pint little dog, and I would have to clean it up!

I have a little dog who loves paper by the roll!
And when he starts to play, they go down the toilet bowl.

His bark really is far worse than his bite,
but if you give him trouble, he's ready for a fight!

He's just so cute and cuddly; he's my little pal, you see.
When I come home each night, he's waiting just for me.

The day he walked that "rainbow" bridge was very sad, and now,
I am grateful to have had his love, for it lingers on somehow.

shirlee mangan

Hi! I am a retired nurse, enjoy writing, painting, volunteering at Eliza jennings Home in Cleveland Ohio, and an animal advocate!

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Volume 9, Issue 12, Posted 9:25 AM, 06.20.2017