My Muzzer has the itchies
I think she's blaming me
My dad,he thinks it's allergies
My muzzer says...."We'll see"
She says she's gonna make a call
To see her good old Doc
I said to her "My dad's a doc."
Her answer "Not M.D."
She says she hasn't made a change
In eating, soap or stuff
She hasn't been near plants and things
Which makes my case real tough
She said to me "Now Gussie boy,
I read your buddies blogs.
I know you waded with the koi
And played with Butchy's frog."
"I know you played in hay and stuff
with Snickers and the gals.
And if this turns out to be fleas,
You're gonna miss your pals."
I hope those pinkish blotches
Do not turn into hives
I think it's cats, not dogs you see
Who claim to have nine lives.