Occasionally. Rascal ones! He left a comment on my blog not so long ago. Yapping about a neat terrier trick he'd pulled at the tea table when he was a young 'un. 'Course. I encouraged him to blog about it. Made me laugh my square head off when he did. Read it here on his blog. A right funny feast.
Straight after, inspired by Hamish's teatime tale, I put my paw to paper. Wrote a poem. Barking about the time me and Petey had just spent in London for his birthday treat (Petey's Birthday is this week everybloggie. Mica's too. Woohoo!!)
In my square noggin', as I wrote, Hamish was with me. Knew he would relate to my poem. Like to think now he might even approve. So. As they do in the front of fine books. A dedication. "This poem's dedicated to you my dear chum Hamish. Thanks for being you. Until we meet again."
Petey's Birthday Tea.
I wanted to treat my pal Petey
It's his birthday week you see.
I knew just where to take him.
The Ritz for a right slap up tea!
We nibbled and scarfed down biscuits
Munched on sandwiches. Marmite and Spam.
Sunk our teeth into Carob Gateaux
And a Victoria Sandwich with jam.
Millionaire Shortbread and Coconut Kisses
Cakes Coffee. Lemon Drizzle. Blueberry.
We couldn't bark no to crumpets
Or cupcakes topped off with a cherry.
Stuffed down tea cakes dripping with butter
Dundee cake. Flapjacks. Apple pies.
Bloggies. You would never believe it
But our bellies. They doubled in size!
Of course! Barkday cake for Petey
A Kitty log one, fresh 'n scrummy.
We belched out loud with pleasure.
Was completely. And utterly. Yummy.
Wolfed down plates of pink fondant fancies
Boy oh Boy. That tea was a winner.
As stuffed as we was. We loosened our togs.
And trotted off to the Savoy. For Dinner!
Happy Birthday week to you BFF Petey. Your kittie bro' Mica too. Have a wagging wonderful one!
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