Dogs and Depression

The sun does not shine.
It is too wet to play.
So I sit in the house
All these cold, cold, wet days

I sit there with Mom.
We sit there, we two.
And I say "How I wish
I had something to do!"

Too wet to go out
And too cold to play ball.
So we sat in the house.
We do nothing at all.

So all we can do is to 

Sit!
Sit!
Sit!
Sit! 

And I do not like it.
Not one little bit.

*Sigh*

So finally Dad says,

I got idea!  Lets take Gracie to the tennis courts and give her some exercise.  

The sun does not shine.
It is too wet to play....
And you'd think Mom would not bath me
On this cold, cold, wet day.

But she does.

And I don't know if I can forgive her.

ALL CLEAN!