There was a young puppy named Petey
who was born with four extra feety –
just so's ya knows
that's thirty-six toes
and golly that doggy was speedy.
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Petlife
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LOL speedy Petey! This was so fun to recite out loud too 🤣