March 20, 2010
Chihuahua DooDee

Last Christmas day my son’s family arrived with flair; their little dog Princess immediately pooped on the carpet. Hours later, I sat next to granddaughter Karena on the couch. She relentlessly accused me of bad gas - eeeoouuwww Grandpa – but I am not guilty! After they left, I noticed a Kleenex box under the coffee table. I pulled one out, only to find a Chihuahua turd attached. Yes! Exonerated! Girl friend, you owe Grandpa an apology! Ya gotta love the holidays.

Don’t point out so quickly
The innocent may seem guilty
But God knows the truth