Which is now a mud puddle.
“Today we had another storm
With giant raindrops, not the norm
Our backyard is a sheet of muck
In which Mom’s gardening boots get stuck.
Mom tried and tried to make me pee
Out in that rain? No, not for me.
I held it til I thought I’d burst
But just when we were thinking the worst
At 11 o’clock the rain did cease
Just long enough to make my peace
With my bladder, now size 10
And immediately, began to rain – again!
Please don’t ask about the other,
Really it is such a bother,
I couldn’t find a dry blade of grass,
Upon which I could sit my –
Woof! Love, Maggie
PS, You didn’t really think I’d say it, did you? I run a G-rated blog! (wink)