White dog's Tale

Sometimes it's hard to tell that I am an all white dog.

I played in and around Joan's flowers and ivy.

She took me in for an oatmeal bath and brush.

I smelled pretty bad after I caught and

yes dispatched a young squirrel.

It kept coming down when I was around.

I couldn't help myself.

Our friend, Richard, came over and bagged for Joan.

She had bags, gloves, and no power to do it herself.

Now everyone should know this is my yard!!!