i could write a poem about corgi dogs but no one would believe

they smile and laugh while planning your activities for the day

begging eyes a lie as they really are full of mischief hidden by a twinkle.

take Tinker Belle for example, an old bitch so old and stubborn, she'll walk in a puddle of mud just to show you she can.

or Thor, the young male, eating the desk while this is written

of course Radar, the old male eunuch, so old he can hardly jump and yet he does when a cat or dog show up on the television.

and Sobo? As the female

she is the Alpha and leader of the pack.

yes, i love Corgi's, of this it is a definitive fact

and what better way to honor them by dedicating some writing towards them...

what's that?

a cookie?

all four want a snack?

they bark and bounce with short legs, and now to go find Tinker Belle outside in the mud, hiding under the truck, waiting for me to bring her back, and then tomorrow, it starts all over, in this house i like to call, The Corgi Shack.