When storms abound and you’re a hound what is a girl to do?
Tink begs for treats. She loves them sweet.
It cures those lousy blues.
I should have asked for some comfort and joy.
Instead Santa brought me a new squeaky toy.
So I stole Mom’s scarf. Don’t you think I look nice?
I may do it again. Without thinking twice!
Dance that gloom away.
Monday’s blues can bloom in twos.
My frog’s such a prince.
Time to hunker down.
You’ll be fine. Is that a frown?
Blankets cure those blues.
All dogs get the blues.
Treats might help avoid the yelps.
Does Mom have to leave?
Monday morning blues.
Skip the news, let’s take a cruise.
We can always dream.
Some pups get the blues.
Here’s some news just take a snooze.
Girls need beauty sleep.