I had to throw away a few more arms and legs this morning.  Our schnauzer, Tally, was busy chewing away last night on stuffed animals.  Here’s a poem I wrote a couple of years ago about her nasty little habit:

 

Stuffed

 

She likes to undress them,

With her sharp teeth.

Our dog likes to find out,

What’s underneath?

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She’ll act like she loves it,

Assure it – No harm.

Then gnaw on a leg.

And chew off an arm.

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If it squeaks,

She’ll tear that out.

Dissect it’s insides,

And spew it about.

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Off comes it’s head,

Oh, here are its eyes.

She’ll rip it apart,

No matter what size.

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Today was another,

Stuffed animal feast.

There’s nothing left,

Of this cuddly beast.

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Despite how cute,

Destruction her quest.

Until it’s an empty shell,

She simply won’t rest.

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Just like Thanksgiving,

She’s fond of the breast.

But it’s the stuffing,

That she likes best.

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Then after a while,

She’ll cast it aside.

And for dessert,

Enjoy a rawhide.

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Who’s the next victim,

Of this Canine Crime?

No more- she’s stuffed,

For now it’s nap time.

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