Poetic Pups

The skies are grey
Cresties are blue
Too wet to play
How bout something to chew?
(Jack)

Even though it's raining
Mum won't fetch us a piggy ear
She totes needs some training
And can kiss my fluffy little rear!
(Ella)

Mad Monday

Edit: Mum says she doesn't know why the pics looked as if they'd been taken through a fly screen earlier. She uploaded them via Blogger Android thingy, which usually works fine. Not good enough, MUM. We must be seen in all our mighty rampaging glory!