My Least Favorite Things!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

No one has ever accused me of having a voice like an angel, or even like Julie Andrews in the movie, Sound of Music.  In fact, last Christmas my oldest daughter bought me a Karaoke machine and no one will help me set the thing up.  I begged again this Christmas and the two people who reside in this house with me told the two people who got to fly back to Oregon after Christmas to please not help me or else.  Even without my microphone, I sing everyday and I love to make up songs.  Usually, I belt them out in the morning while I am getting ready for the day.  This works well for me when it is just Fudge and Vern in the house, but on the weekends I have to sing through the pain of the audience all but throwing rotten tomatoes at me and heckling me with comments like, “will you please shut up…your voice is so shrill I think you just broke my eardrums…Hayley, check outside. Is there an animal dying?....God in heaven, make it stop.”   Oh well, all good artists know you have to keep working at your craft.  Well, last night the lyrics to my next song came to me while I was sleeping and I wanted to write them down before I forgot them.  Please feel free to sing them along with me to the tune of My Favorite Things from the Sound of Music.

 

My Least Favorite Things

 

Raindrops on muddy paws and poop bags and mittens

Bright yellow throw up and warm hissing kittens

Brown paper packages with urine samples inside

These are a few of dog things I abide

 

Cream colored messy dogs and crisp winter days

Walks in all weather and rough housing called play

Wild geese that fly above and taunt my poor dogs

Sometimes prompting my least favorite jogs

 

Dogs in all colors with their long golden tethers

Cause me to issue corrections and swear like a mother

Silver white snowballs that cling to their fur

These are a few of the things I endure

 

When the dogs fight

When the pee stains

When I want to cry

I simple remember I love these two dogs

And then I don’t ask myself “why?”

Feel free to add a stanza or two because singing really is a great stress reliever, even if you don't sound like Barbra Streisand.

[Joanne ~ Spud*]

Karen, can't wait to hear your version

Stopped into the yard

And passed along the way

Large piles of poop

So we could not play

Well I got down on my knees

And bagged frozen poop all day............

California dreamin... 

[Karen, Jasper and Jackdoodle]

Joanne, I would not even try to improve on your version, it's perfect!

I really think you and FJ need to record this. I guarantee it will sell! At the very least, we need a video!

[Joanne ~ Spud*]

Ha. F.J. just said, " Oh sorry, we don't have a video camera.  Can't Won't do it"

Good idea but I don't think anyone wants to see me pick up poop all day. 

Even if there is good music

[Leslie and Halas]

I love this one, too!

[Ricki and Tara (doodle)]

Joanne,  I love this song and love your version of it!

[Cheryl and Finnegan]

Ahh Joanne, this is great.  I'm gonna be humming Mommas and Poppas all day...

[F, Calla & Luca]

Lovely.

[Cheryl and Finnegan]

OK -- FInnegan wants you to know he made me write this so excuse the paw prints..

Hundreds of toys without any faces

Finding the stuffing in numerous places

Groomer and vet bills and puddles in spring

These are a few of my new favorite things

Long walks in summer and when the winds freezing

Please come inside and stop all your teasing

Hours of fetch and "sit, down, place, and stay"

I just said "come" and you're walking away!

But when the night's long

When things go wrong

When I'm feeling sad

There you are grinning and wanting a hug

And then I don't feel so bad

[Karen, Jasper and Jackdoodle]

Another wonderful version! I LOVE this!

[Ricki and Tara (doodle)]

Good one Cheryl! LOL!

[Bonnie and Kona]

Terrific!

[Lucy & AnnaBelle's Mom]

Love the I just said come and you're walking away! Great job :o)