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.

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Yes, we miss your Hokums. I used to try and keep count.

[Leslie and Halas]

It would seem that ACV and that vibrator would qualify as hokum.

[F, Calla & Luca]

You'll tempt me again sometime.

[F, Calla & Luca]

True enough.

[Leslie and Halas]

I must have.  Sometimes I fall behind on DK.  I obviously miss some good stuff.

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

F, I have asked you to stop saying petard before.

[F, Calla & Luca]

But Laurie, you never listen to me so....

[Sheila & Finnley]

I'll say, and you brought up Hokum again ! WHY would you do that ? Aaaagh ! 

[F, Calla & Luca]

IT beats something which shall not be written but comes with a picture and starts with a b.

[Sheila & Finnley]

Ha ha ha F !!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

This is so obvious of an answer

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Sheila, I miss those days. Some unsuspecting newbie would post something about something and out of the blue F would swoop in and "HOKUM" them. Good times :)