Art of playing with dog toys
Takes skills and years of practice.
Don’t just randomly choose your toy.
But, keep changing the toy
So not to get bored every day.
Sniff one that is still in one piece.
Gently take in mouth.
Run with it for awhile.
Stop to shake it back and forth.
Throw it in the air.
Watch it fall in delight.
Now to let the squeaking out.
Delight should heighten to
Take it in mouth and run around.
Prance until you are weary.
Laying down panting with toy near by.
From there it’s time for a nap
To repeat the playing of your doggy toy.
Here was Chelsey, the dog, attempt of writing an ode poem.
My toy I love you so much
You are there when I awake
And you are there when I sleep
I enjoy your squeak you make
Your high pitch excites me
To point I zoom around
And round the home
I love to to chomp on you;
I am glad you don’t mind
My teeth clamp on
Shake you find side to side
I love the runs we do together
As I race with you in mouth
You are my friend; my playmate;
When human owner goes work
I am glad you are still with me
Regardless of some missing tuff
The game is easy
Take the dog rope
Dangle in front of your dog
Watch her grab one end
Then with you on other
You both tug back and forth
See the dog determine
To tear it from your grasp
Watch your foot work
Dog will play the card
To trip you and win the toy
But, you can’t let her win all the time
So, you find ways to beat her at her game
I woof you
I love (paw print) you
Free (wet) kisses
Melt my heart (paw print)
You make my tag wag
Those are my Valentine’s Day toys
I squeak loudly to say I love you
Oh, Stegosaurus how miss you
My favorite toy when I was but a youth
I miss your large stubby legs
The spiky tail with its deadly spikes
Your plates you had on your back
Help you with sun and protection from your enemies
I miss the grin plastered on your face
As I fed you imaginary green ferns to chew slowly on
Oh, Stegosaurus how I miss holding you in my hand
How I had minding yourself
Until I brought T-Rex out to give you a fight
You always won as your tail was used as a battle axe
I miss the times we were together
Looking up facts about you in books
Now you lie in a box with other dinosaurs
Waiting for your time to re-emerge once again anf play