Thursday, September 23, 2010

Newman the Dog

There once was a dog named NewMAN,
Who lived an the city of San Fran.

He was a beautiful black lab,
Whose laid back demeanour was quite fab.

His home on top of a hill in Ashbury Heights,
With an amazing view of the big city lights.

While Brian was in the Big Apple, and Jen at work all day,
In bed with me, Newman did lay.

We left Newman at home while we went to give support,
To Grace who was having back surgery of some sort.

Good new is, the surgery went well,
As for her recovery, only time will tell.

Back to the house to check on the dog,
We took sweet Newman for a walk in the fog.

A trip to the park so Newman could poop,
We waited and waited, ready to scoop.

This is when it became quite apparent,
That Steve wanted to be his honorary Godparent.

Unfortunately our stay had come to an end,
Letters of love we hope Newman will send.

We promise to visit again real soon,
Because of that darn Sports Basement I do swoon.

So until next time, my furry little chum,
Far away kisses from your Goddaddy and Mum.










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