What Now, Mama?

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If you have a job without any aggravations, you don’t have a job. ~Malcolm S. Forbes, American entrepreneur and politician

Here I am, overseeing the garden,
Watching Mama’s pretty plants,
Chasing cute little bunnies away,
Listening to the birdies’ chants.

I’m lying in this patch of dirt
Beside the rolled-up garden hose,
Always attentive to my Mama,
No matter wherever it is she goes.

This morning she tried to walk my legs off,
Strolling around at break of day.
Don’t you think I’ve earned a rest?
Shouldn’t I really get a say?

Not around here, I’ve gotta complain.
Mama’s the alpha — the boss — she notes.
I’m just a little Monkey, you see.
Is it fair, the way she gloats?

Here’s a warning for other pups:
Choose wisely the job you want to do,
Else you’ll find yourself just like me,
Wishing for peace and a bone to chew.

Note: This is some sort of rhyming verse.

19 thoughts on “What Now, Mama?”

    • Aw, Miss Laurie, thanks. I Monkey wonder if being a “pretty boy” might be a better job than lying in the hot dirt. Mama calls me that rather often, so I’ll have to see if she approves. That alpha thing is strong with her, heh heh!

  2. Debbie, I LOVE this! Not only is it so cleverly written, but hilarious too!

    I think this is my favorite part…

    “Not around here, I’ve gotta complain.
    Mama’s the alpha — the boss — she notes.
    I’m just a little Monkey, you see.
    Is it fair, the way she gloats?”

    Also, that photo of Monkey! As I’ve shared so many times before, he’s got the most adorable, little face with such expressive eyes.

    Thanks for the smiles this morning, my friend. So talented you are with words!

    X to you and Monkey

    • Mr. Ron, I Monkey am delighted you enjoyed my post! It’s just been AGES since Mama let me take over her blog, and I’ve missed everybody. You always say the nicest things — I can tell you’re an animal-lover!

      What a beastly day we’re having here — temps approaching 90 degrees, with humidity almost 90 percent. Ugh, I Monkey have been frantically searching for a zipper or a button or even that Velcro stuff, in an effort to get myself out of this fur coat…but so far, I’ve not been successful. Sigh.

      Here’s hoping it fizzles away before reaching you! xx

  3. I think a lot of us would like a little peace and a bone to chew! As always, Monkey’s musings are relevant to human life, as well as being amusing, wise, or both!

    • Well, thank you most kindly, Miss Linda. I Monkey consider it a great honor to be described as “amusing and wise”! By the way, if you find a peaceful spot and a nice bone to chew, let me know because I’d like to join you in them. Mama won’t mind — shoot, sometimes when I get the zoomies pretty bad, she’d probably be glad for me to chill out a bit!

  4. Sorry, Monkey, but the alpha needs to be two-legged. However, I feel certain your mama is a GOOD alpha! She loves you!

    • Seriously, Miss Kelly? The alpha needs to be the human? Golly, who determined that? I Monkey think I should be the ruler of my domain. But I’ll be glad to let Mama keep loving me!

  5. A fun poem, Monkey. Yes, there are many in the animal world who wonder about who is the alpha. Take it from me. If the one who feeds you says they are the alpha, just go with it. Food is a good thing. – Twiggy

    • Hi, Miss Twiggy! I Monkey am glad to see you here. You’re probably right, and I’ll bet you learned that lesson from your wise big sister, huh? I didn’t have anybody to show me the ropes like that, and sometimes it’s hard having to accept what Mama says just because she says it. Oh, well, I do agree that food is good, so thanks!

    • Well, Miss Eliza, that’s what Mama keeps reminding me. But a little Monkey sometimes has trouble remembering everything! So thank you for the reinforcement.

  8. Haha, your job sounds pretty good to me, Monkey! What could be better than lying in a patch of shade writing poetry while I have no doubt your Mama was working hard in the yard. You don’t fool us with your tales of overwork – you look far too contented!

    • Oops *blushing*! You found me out, Miss FF. I Monkey should be ashamed — at least that’s what Mama says — considering how many poor dogs there are in the world who don’t have it near as good. However, I’m not like those pampered foo-foo dogs the celebrities carry around in fancy tote bags either. Hmm, there must be a middle ground, don’t you think?!

  9. Oh, Monkey, sometimes it’s so hard when your human parents don’t pay attention to what you want, isn’t it? But trust me, you won’t have to wait forever and eventually you’ll get your well-deserved rest from walks and lying around watching Mom work. In the meantime, you’ve become quite the poet!

    • Gee, thanks, Miss Ann! I Monkey try to get a snoozle in the heat of the afternoon, preferably draped across a nice cold air conditioning vent. Mama gets to work while I’m sleeping — she calls this a Win-Win Situation!

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