This is a true story.
My dog has been forlorn this week,
Because he’s had a cough.
Yet still his normal sprightly self,
Loud and going Woof!
His nose was cold, was eating well,
He ran to fetch his ball.
Played with the cats, ran up the stairs,
He even jumped a wall.
So 5 days on, his cough got deep,
I then became concerned.
Each time he heard a noise outside,
His health it kind of turned.
I took him to the vets today,
He was nervous I could tell.
He tried to jump upon my knees,
He didn’t like the smell ( you know, the disinfectant!)
He’s had me on the hop I think, (Hop means he may have had me fooled or was playing on his ailment. It could have been a nervous cough. You never know with Dexter!)
And I will tell you why.
The barking’s been increasing, so,
Noticed also by Aunt Vi. (Short for Violet. Rhymes with ‘Hi’)
We had to stand outside at first,
Advised by vet on phone.
In case he had the kennel cough,
And spread it all aroun’ (use scottish accent, so it rhymes)
He had the checks, his heart, his throat,
“He’s in good health!” the vet did say.
She stuck a thermometer up his bum, (completely freaked him out. I think this was the turning point),
He snarled without delay.
I think the visit shocked him,
No meds were thus prescribed.
I took him home, he bounded out,
The car and dashed inside.
Astonishingly then, unbelievably so,
From 11 am, forthwith.
His cough it ceased, yes all at once,
It cost me 75 quid!!!
The little bugger!!!
PS… I told him in a strong serious voice. “I am not having anymore of this ‘Tomfoolery’ Dexter”. And then I was glad he was really OK, and gave him a custard cream biscuit. x