‘Tippy.’
For a few months before I left for the Army, I rented a room from my BFF from High School and her Dad. I was working in that same town and it was less of a commute from my parents place. (1978 - Carter. Gas was scarce if available at all!) He was a Lawyer.
I was in court to pay a parking fine (youth!) and Earl was there to bail his ‘Tippy’ out of the pound. Tippy was a Norwich Terrier who liked to run away every chance she got. I don’t know WHY; Earl treated her like a Queen!
Both Earl and Tippy are now in Heaven. I’m wondering if even God Himself can keep Tippy inside the Gates of Heaven? LOL!
God Loves a Terrier
By Stephanie Scippio
“God loves a terrier, that’s because...
Small, sturdy, bright, and true, they give their love to you.
God didn’t miss a stitch,
Be a dog or be a b*tch,
When he made the Norwich merrier with its cute little derrière.”
Love the poem.
It’s not easy to find a rhyme for “Derriere”.
LOL