Going to a dog park can be a singular experience for a human — let alone a dog. That was the inspiration for this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
It’s hot. Texas hot. But Fido doesn’t seem to care. That’s the inspiration of this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
We think they’re good for our pups, protecting them from their own urges to lick or scratch. But plastic cones are far less fun – and let’s face it, they’re confusing – for those pooches who have to don them after a visit to the vet.
Oh, the ridiculous and often dark paths you can take online late, late at night… that’s the subject of this week’s Typewriter Rodeo poem.
Man’s Best Friend. The family pet. Hunting companion. Support animal. Texans have dogs for all sorts of reasons, in all sorts of shapes and sizes. But anyone who has ever spent time around a big smelly dog knows that it’s not all rainbows and games of fetch – sometimes, dogs just stink.