24 August 2007

There's Birdies in my neighborhood

They're pigeons and they sure look good

With lots of feathers and little round tummies

They make me think of raw food yummies

Today on walkies just at dawn

Me n Teka stumbled on

A pigeon lying on the ground

Looking like he just fell down

I grabbed the middle, Teka a leg

And muzzer dear began to beg

"Oh drop it please, let go, don't chew

That birdie is not good for you!"

But me n Teka were intent

What muzzer said made not a dent

On terrier minds with bird in mouth

Our little sense went quickly south!

But YUCK, that pigeon tasted bad!

And feathers, Wally's never had

A bird with feathers on the back

A bird with head and eyes intact

And so I dropped the fattest part

And spat out feathers for a start

And Teka tried to drag it far

But got distracted by a car

We left that pigeon lying there

For some big dog who likes meat rare

Or several cats who need their dinner

And think our pigeon looks a winner

When we got home to our surprise

There was a gleam in muzzer's eyes

She said "no kissies, either one

Until this chore is finished, done!"

And then she brushed our mouth and toothies

I swear, she even cleaned my roofy

It made me thirsty so I drank

and would you know, no longer stank

Of dead bird bits, and feathers fluffy

You know, that bird was sort of scruffy

And probably it was not so tasty

As scrambled eggs wrapped up in pastry

Or even doggie kibble mixed

With yoghurt, like my muzzer fixed

For me and Teka just this morning

When we got back from walks at dawning


Blue said...

Now that's poetry!
Made me chuckle no end...
Are you going to leave a handsome photo of your-self in my Guest book?
Please... please!
Need all the WFT's Ican get, think of the foxes!

Pats to you

Casper said...

Love it! Love it! Love it!

Agatha and Archie said...

To Gussie the Hunter ,WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!(PL2 is going ewwwwww...) Love Your hunter friends A+A

Jackson said...

Hehehehe! "even cleaned my roofy"? Hehehehe! J x

Quinvale AstaLaVista Baby said...

G'day Gussie,

Good job and excellent poem, but pigeons are feather covered poo aka rats wif wings.

xxx Asta down under
PS: You've been tagged - visit my bloggy to see.

Asta said...

I can see the attwaction, I always twy to catch them when they sit in fwont of me,but they don't have leads,so they get away...but now that you've descwibed(in the most poetic way)what happens once you get them, I think I',, pass...Mommi would pwobably use Lysol ow sumpin, pft,spitting feathers doesn't appeal either.(Mommi agwees with Asta Du,they're wats with wings), yuck!(but I'm impwessed anyway)
smoochie kisses

Koobuss said...

Gus! You are so talented!! Unbelievable! I am so impressed. Are you related to Shakespeare?

Dead birds are really yucky. I tried one once and my mom had a fit. I pretty much got the same treatment you did. They are not worth it.

Lots of Koobuss Kisses,

Joe Stains said...

we yell and yell and yell at those dirty pigeons in our yard, I cant believe you got one.

you wrote such a great poem, you should write a whole book of poems

Blue said...


Two sort of related WFT posts on blog! More foxes & a Snowy hunt!


Ivy said...

tee hee hee! i wud haf grabbed that bird too. raw meat is so good to eat.

your poem is excellent as always.

luv ivy

wally said...

You should be poet laureate.


Scruffy & Lacie said...

Oh Man. That's simply amazing. Scruffy

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