Saturday, January 21, 2012

Change of Menu

When 'peanut butter on a Nylabone' just doesn't cut it


There are times that a dog's just gotta be a dog.


There once was a bunny named Peter
Who thought that life couldn't be sweeter.
So carefree he hopped,
'Til suddenly stopped
By Bridger, the great Peter eater!


Hope you got to enjoy your favorite dinner this week!

Have a great weekend, everyone!




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17 comments:

Denise said...

Oh my goodness.

Stacy said...

This made me giggle just a bit. My daughter's boyfriend works at a funeral home...so we often have conversations about death and burial around here. Said boyfriend is also a Native American. Last night we were talking about the high cost of dying and he mentioned that the tribe he is a member of provides money for burial, but that as far as he was concerned he'd just as soon be tossed out in the wood for the animals to have fun with. I told him that would be fine until a dog like his (that has a reputation for dragging home whatever carcass he finds) brought part of him back home. He thought that was hilarious. We're a gruesome bunch. lol

Megryansmom said...

I just can't stop laughing about the fact that you called your dog a Peter eater. Thanks for the chuckle! Have a great weekend.

Terri @ A Creative Princess said...

Yum! Who wants breakfast? Lol!

Mooberry Farmwife said...

Our barncat "Stinky Winky" is our farm's mighty hunter!

Have a great weekend.

Ruth Kelly said...

A poet at heart. Glad to know the breed hasn't died off.

Glad I am not Peter said...

Our bunny-killing cat is also named Peter. What are the odds?

Guess Bridger doesn't mind if there's a hare in his food... :-D

Marti said...

My dog catches pigeons and brings them in through the doggy door. Yuk.

Cranberry Morning said...

Oh yes! Bring on the puns! :-))

Poetry? I'm afraid limericks are my specialty and can pop into my head at the most inopportune times!

And Stacy, yes, I'm afraid I find that pretty hilarious too. I have a vivid imagination.

EmptyNester said...

Um...Judy? Ew.

LOL

Candace said...

I was scanning through my 800 some odd entries in my Google Reader and this one made me laugh out loud. Thanks for the laugh, Judy!

Jan Elizabeth said...

There once was a dog named Bear
Who fancied some venison to tear
He spotted a deer
And the fence he did clear
'Den 'dere was no deer over 'dere

Thank god my dog is not the only one!! Lol, what a great post. Thanks!

Heide at ApronHistory said...

Oh my!! Thank goodness we never give our pup the chance for all her insticts to come out. She likes to chase squirrels.....but thankfully they can climb and she can't.

Carla said...

Oh My! That is sad - but the poem makes it funny.
Bridger you silly dog!

Deborah said...

Oh I know what is going on with that dog...as he gets older he just has to prove to himself that he still has it! My friend I loved your limerick and the laughs you provided. I bet Bridger did NOT share his bounty with Misty. :)

Deborah said...

Oh I know what is going on with that dog...as he gets older he just has to prove to himself that he still has it! My friend I loved your limerick and the laughs you provided. I bet Bridger did NOT share his bounty with Misty. :)

J_on_tour@jayzspaze said...

Classic Cranberry morning post !! top limerick too. I wonder what your thoughts were when you saw the predator in Bridger.

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