It's A Dog's Life · Take TWO · Woof Humor

Why Does It Feel Like This Is Aimed At Me?!

Oh my God, just LOOK at this poem that Taylor dashed off yesterday on her blog. Not only did she trivialise it with a snarky title, she also NAMED me!! As in, she USED MY NAME IN THE POEM!! How mortifying!!

I only hope I can sue, that’s all.

It’s Complicated [The Dog and I]

“C’mere, Feni!” I desperately coax,

My face breaks into a smile,

My dog lazily trudges towards me and

It sure seems to take her a while!!

“That’s it, baby girl,” I happily squeal,

The grimace on her face a fraud,

[hopefully]

On the inside, I’m congratulating myself,

Her obedience, I applaud!

I have a lazy dog, ’tis true,

She rarely does obey,

And when she does, my Mom tells us,

“For this EXACTLY I pray!”

Which is why I was thrown aback,

When my dog so eagerly,

Listened to what I had to say,

Obeyed a command from me!

But ALAS! Myjoy was short lived,

When abruptly realise did I,

That Feni walked past me to her food bowl,

Well, at least I tried!

OK, WHAT exactly is she hinting at?? That I’m difficult?? That I’m DIFFICULT?? Oh, you haven’t seen difficult quite yet, buddy. SEE YOU IN COURT!!

Review

The Hundred and Thirty First Book Review [In VERSE]

DAY THREE: THE MAZE RUNNER

From the first moment on

I was totally gripped

From my hands to my feet

From my knees to my hip

My eyes bulged with fear

My temple-vein throbbed

I felt like I had

Of my life been robbed

For I couldn’t really focus

On anything else all day

Neither could I work

Nor could I play

All I could think of was

“Gotta’ get back to that book,”

As I said before,

I was TOTALLY hooked

The twists and the turns

That snaked through each page

The characters emotions

Their sweat, blood and rage

I FELT their triumphs

I FELT their falls

I FELT like I had

Been through it all

I could barely breathe

[Let alone study math]

My attention was keen

I was oh so rapt

When at last I read

Through the final few words

I couldn’t believe it

The way it HURT

Like a part of me

Was wrenched away

Like I could never be

Again this way

Woof Humor

The Fiftieth Greeting

I cannot believe this. I truly can’t. I have finished FIFTY posts on my blog?? FIFTY???? That’s, like, HALF A CENTURY.

There is no doubt in my mind as to who I’m going to dedicate this milestone to. Me. But, AFTER dedicating it to myself [that isn’t VAIN. It’s just knowing when to shed your modesty] I will have to say that, without my dear readers, none of this would’ve been possible. None of this.

In fact, I have very good reason to indulge int eh fattiest food items in the world as a special treat [but I won’t, because I don’t want to look fat when Ed Sheeran invites me on stage to receive my award] because guess what? Yesterday, I broke my personal record for the most number of followers to subscribe to my blog on a single day ; seven. SEVEN!!! The number is music to my ears… Thank you, everyone who has contributed. It really means a lot to me. Not more than if you sent me a strawberry cheesecake via the US mail, but it still makes me happy…

So, in order to celebrate the fact that you are currently glancing upon the most dazzling website of the year, I have written you a poem; To: You. Here it goes;

To: You

[A poetic masterpiece by Feni the Dawg]

You take the time 

To check out my site almost everyday

And for this kindly gesture

I am now going to repay

You! My dearest reader

For following my blog

Thanks you for the views, the likes

The comments and the ”rog”

[It’s true, I made the last word up-

I can’t rhyme that well you see]

Thank you darling onlooker

For letting me be me

Alas, it is time to part

For us to separate

But thanks again, dear reader

To me, you’re truly great!!