Wednesday Limerick Posted on October 11, 2017 by Debbie A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor’s book. ~Irish Proverb There once was a Sheltie named Dallas Who thought he lived in a palace. He ate and he slept, And became most adept At banishing signs of malice. Related
This is brilliant! And what a charming picture of Dallas, with his little pink tongue peeking out. No doubt your house is a palace, Debbie!
Thanks, Lucy. Dallas, for sure, thinks it’s *his* palace!
He is a Prince, after all!
You know, I think he’s aware of that! Probably not unlike the majestic Terry, no??
Oh Terry believes he is the king of the universe. He probably is.
Cats always assume that! Dogs have to be taught.
OMG Debbie….this put a huge smile on my heart 🙂 Your limerick is so clever! And the picture of Dallas (the cutest dog in the whole wide world – in my opinion) is so precious. What a kissable, huggable, and lovable doggie!
Thanks for the smile this morning, my friend!
Have a faaaaaaaabulous Wednesday!
I’m on my way to New York City for the day 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed it, Ron. I’m still amazed I was able to catch Dallas snoozing with his tongue out! Usually, he seems to have a sixth sense when it comes to my camera and refuses to play along for the shot.
I know you’ll have FUN in NYC — and I’m hoping we’ll hear about it on your blog, complete with photos. I hope the weather cooperates and the rains hold off for you!
Happy rest of your week! xx
Isn’t he a cutie! That little tongue is the perfect focal point, and your limerick’s great. They are so sweet when they’re asleep, aren’t they? Now, if only I could convince Dixie Rose to sleep through the night, instead of wanting to turn her palace into a playhouse at 3 a.m.
Aw, thanks, Linda. You know, there’s something vulnerable about a sleeping pet of any type. They’re just so trusting that nobody will step on them, frighten them with loud noises, tickle them, or anything annoying.
I’m fortunate Dallas doesn’t think 3 a.m. is play-time! And now that morning light is coming later and later, he’s reluctant to stir until 6 or so. Probably the “old dog” within him, but I’m not complaining. It buys me a bit of extra time, too!
Good one Debbie. No malice in your house.
Thank you, John. One of many lovely things about puppers — they don’t hold grudges!
Ha ha ha. So true.
Awww, he’s so lovely with his little tongue peeking out! Love the limerick – why can’t humans realise eating, sleeping and playing are the only important things in life…? 😉
Thanks, FF — glad you enjoyed it! I suspect dear Tuppence and Tommy enjoy their fair share of eating, sleeping, and playing, don’t they?!
Dallas has the life! Sigh.
Great poem, Debbie
Gee, when a Poetess says she likes something you’ve written, you know you’ve succeeded — thank you, Miss A.
You’re welcome, Poetess. xx
Awwww. So cute!
Don’t you love watching them snooze??
Awe, Dallas. He’s such a cutie!
Thanks, Lana — he does cute things!
OHhh, the life of Dallas))!! x
Eat, sleep, play, potty. Repeat. Pretty good gig!!
I remember when we had to write a limerick in English in school…that was about 50 years ago. Your post today bought it all back. Thanks for the memories!
Hope they were GOOD memories, Tanya!!
‘He ate and he slept’ oh how I envy him! I really enjoyed the limerick, and I love the picture!
Thank you so much — and welcome to my blog. I’m off to read some of your posts as well. Nice to see a new face around here every so often!