A Poem for Evie:
Her name is Evie
Her eyes sparkle like stars
Her smile is as wide as the horizon
Her fluff is um, fluffy
Her name is Evie
She is as sweet as pie
Mom’s BLUE RIBBON pecan pie
Not the poop pies my sister Annie eats
Her name is Evie
She looks like a cotton ball
Soft and poofy
She can be goofy
But so can I
Her name is Evie
She’s my honey
She’s my sweetie pie
Poochie Smoochies - Boomer
7 comments:
Hey Boomster,
this sounds like lurve, dooog.
Who is Evie?
Tell us more.
Chow for now,
Tin Tin xo
PS Oh, and could you please blog me a piece of that pecan pie you mentioned?!
Hi Boomer! Marvin here! Just love your poem for Evie. You are a STAR!
Love n licks, from Marvin in Bonnie Scotland - och aye the noo and all that .......
Wow Boomer, that's a great poem. So who is this Evie?
~Jay
Dear Boomer-my-sweetie!
Maxey has loaned me the puter cause he is off making fake barfing sounds.
Your poem was so sweet, so acurate! It made me blush under my white fluffiness and brown freckles. I was so pleased though I had to lick my legs! (don't want to let the sibs see how pleased I was, they would tease unmercilessly). You are a darling!
I'll have Mom take a few glamour shots of me and make Maxey post them.
gentle, sweet, kisses
Evie
Awww, another cyber canine romance.
Bussie Kissies
Buster
Oh Boomer, are you having a crush on Evie? She's cute isn't she.
~ fufu
Hey Boomer,
WE gotta come up with a plan here to get Maxey and Evie out of the house for a double date!!
Got any ideas?
Love nibbles,
Miss Sunshade
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