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One year ago, I drove over ten hours each way, experienced the shocking PA turnpike, spent the first night away EVER from the other hounds at home to pick up my destiny from OBR, Pierre jr., sent to me from Heaven (Thank you Pierre Louis Sr.). He is an adventure (understatement), and because of him, I am beginning a new phase of adventure for myself as well. There is so much to write about it, good, bad and funny, but as part one of Jr.'s gotcha day, I present<div><br></div><div>ODE TO PIERRE JR.</div><div><br></div><div>(parody of M. Chevalier's "Thank Heaven for Little Girls")</div><div><br></div><div>Thank Heaven for Naughty dogs</div><div>For Naughty dogs get more loving each and every day</div><div><br></div><div>Thank Heaven for Naughty dogs</div><div>For I wouldn't have had the chance to have you were you not this way</div><div><br></div><div>Those eyes so Alert and Scheming</div><div>All day long you have me chase you screaming</div><div> (NOooooooooooooooooooooooo!)</div><div><br></div><div>Thank Heaven for Naughty dogs</div><div>Thank Heaven for Rescue Groups</div><div>No matter where no matter who</div><div>For without them what would broken hearted basset slaves do</div><div><br></div><div>Thank Heaven, Thank Heaven</div><div>Thank Heaven, Thank Heaven for Naughty dogs</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>There is a photo that goes with the Ode, so if you wish to see it, email me off list.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Healing drool to all in need.</div><div><br></div><div>Jackie and the herd who still question WHY, but really, they all love him too.</div> </body>
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