Jumping On The Bed

Reacher seems to think he has a right to hop on my bed anytime the spirit moves him. And when Vega is chasing him through the house Reacher uses the bed as "base," because Vega follows the rules and doesn't jump on the furniture. Until recently.

Today, Vega shocked Reacher and me by hurdling after her favorite Boxer buddy. Game on! Sometimes it's a madhouse around here.

The wild scene reminded me of the children's poem "Five Little Monkeys Jumping On The Bed." Not to be outdone, I've written my own version, canine-style:

TWO BIG DOGGIES JUMPING ON THE BED

 

Two big doggies jumping on the bed,

When Mama saw that pair she saw red: 

"No more doggies jumping on the bed!"

Two big doggies get down with a hop

Watch out now, they're back on top.

Mama yells, "Doggies, you two must stop!"

Two big doggies listen no more.

"It's no fun just being on the floor!

Please Mama, please, just walk out the door."

Two big doggies decide it's time to quit.

They don't want Mama to have such a fit.

Vega lies down; Reacher just sits.

"We're sorry Mama, just count to ten.

Whatever you do, don't lock us in a pen.

We will NEVER jump on the bed again!" 

 

Two doggies think it's time for something new.

Don't look now, but Reacher's got a shoe!

My, oh, my. What's this Mama supposed to do?