is this thing on?

Ok, so let's take this Blog thing for a spin.  I shall post a poem that came to me just this morning:  (ahem)

random bark generator
kitchen crumb confiscator
toasty as an incubator
is my dog to me

solitary sentinel
on high alert for every smell
full of secrets ne'er to tell
is my dog for me

frank and forthright busybody
visits me while on the potty
mostly good, a smidge of naughty
is my dog to me

velvet ears and ice-cube nose
corn-chip fragrance 'tween the toes
truest friend i ever chose
is my dog to me

by christine philbrick ©2014

I know--this depth of literary quality kinda makes you want to sew elbow patches on your tweed jacket, doesn't it?   And in case you are wondering "Where can I get ME some of that dog-exalting, rhyming goodness??"  Well, scrunch up your tweed sleeves and get ready to rock this leather wrap bracelet, containing the whole poem, including the line about the potty, with little bone stamps between each line, plus hearts and paw prints, which you'll be seeing in the shop some time soon!!   Huzzah for dogs, and dog poems, and dog-poem bracelets!!