Our puppy has outgrown the little dog crate we brought him home in a little over a month ago. So, while I’ve been home I stole my parents’ dog’s crate that never gets used. To be more specific, I stole a “Furrari” (which just makes me giggle every time I think about it!).
So here is a little poem for Blue about his future in his Furrari (it’s really quite silly).
I hop into my Furrari
speeding to my sleep
racing to reach dog dreamland
my favorite place to be.
My food bowl is always full and a treat is within reach
Tummy rubs abound, making me a happy hound
Tennis balls are plentiful and I can retrieve all day
The dirt is perfect for digging and there are so many sticks to chew
I jump through ocean waves and chase away the geese.
Adventure always awaits when
I hop into my Furrari.