Rosy stopping by today to let everyone know how very thankful I am for sticks!
I wrote a little poem to express my feelings
Sticks
by Rosy
I love sticks
Yes I do
I love sticks
When I need to chew
Sticks taste good
a little like wood
Oh how I love sticks,
Do you??
We are joining Brian for the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop this week!
I'll stick with this poem... I love sticks, well done Rosy ;o)
ReplyDeleteI loved sticks when I was your age too Rosy.
ReplyDeleteOh and I must say you are a most promising poet.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
Good poem! Well done Rosy.
ReplyDeleteMara from Norway
WTG Rosy what a great Stick poem. What is your favorite thing about sticks?
ReplyDeleteYOu know what I like......I like to lick the fringe on the Oriental rug in the family room!! No clue why!!
Hugs Madi your BFFF
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteMy goodess Rosy, you show great pawmise in the poetry field... Personally, am not that fond of sticks, by my angel Jade was a bit of an 'aholic' fur them! Hugs and wags, YAM-auntyxxx
My sisters both love to chew on sticks, but Mom says they are dangerous, so she always takes them away. The can carry one on a walk or play tug a war with one on a walk but not at home. You are very cute, Rosy.
ReplyDeletepawfect poem on sticks and Jake says Amen Sista, he is a stick lover also.
ReplyDeleteSticky Wicky!
ReplyDeleteICKY ICKY!
I am PICKY!
Don't like stickies!
However ... to each his (er, her) own!
Just gimme an old dirty tennis ball any day!
Huggies from Dougie!
Rosy your poem is fantastic. We love sticks too. Here is a little advice...make sure you just chew it up and spit out all the pieces (that's what we do) because if you don't it might not feel too good coming out the other end.
ReplyDeleteI have a gigantic pile of sticks in my backyard. I'd be glad to share them with you!
ReplyDeleteActually Rosy we are not the stick loving kind of pugs. We have just never chewed or played wif sticks. If fink it is because our mom is super paranoid that we will poke each other in the eyes wif them cos our eyes kinda stick way out. Our mom is weird like that. stella rose
ReplyDeleteSTICKS are SUPER... GRAND POEM... Rosy Posy.
ReplyDeleteI've never gotten into the stick thing, Rosy. It must be because I'm too obsessed with tennis balls! I loved your poem☺
ReplyDeleteSwet Rosy, you are a cutie-pie! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteMisty and Timber LOVE sticks, big ones, little ones, old ones, new ones - they just wish Mom would stop snatching them away:(
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
YES! I love sticks too Rosy!! kinda drives mom crazy sometimes BOL!
ReplyDeletewe just love your cute looks you give your mama!
hugs
Hazel & Mabel
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ReplyDeleteGreat poem, such a cutie.
ReplyDeleteYou are quite the poet for such a young pup. <3
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ReplyDeleteYES INDEEDY!!!! Though...Ma doesn't lets me chew them anymores, cause I tend to swallow....☺
ReplyDeleteNot good for ANYBODY! BOL!
You are such a good writer Rosy! I loves your poem!
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
Cute poem Rosy.
ReplyDelete(wiping a tear from my eye)
ReplyDeleteThat is a BEAUTIFUL poem! I mean BEAUTIFUL!!!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
Pawsome paw-etry, little Rosy! Well done.
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