Cappy BARKDAY to Our *Dada*

Cappy BARKday to our *Dada*

When our Dad was born, he weighed less than 8 pounds.  He couldn't walk or talk.  He couldn't drink from a cup or chew solid food.  He cried a lot too.  But he overcame the odds and conquered all those things. . . and became the Best Dog Father any canine would ever dream of having. 

 

We wish that we could take credit for this poem. We found it online and it expresses our sentiments exactly.  We're reprinting it from a previous post.

Happy Birthday

with Love from Da Boyz

You feed us when we’re hungry,

You keep water in our dish,

You let us sleep on anything,

Or in any place we wish.

You sometimes let us lick your hands,

Or even lick your face,

Despite the fact we've licked ourselves,

In every private place.

You taught us how to come when called,

You taught us how to sit,

You always let us go outside,

So we can take a sh... Stroll.

You'll always have our loyalty,

Up to the very end,

'Cause after all, it's plain to see...

You are a dog's best friend!

He's a New Jersey Legend himself.

We wait patiently for

                      him to return . . .                          

 
And are always excited when we see his face.

 

 He always has time for us.

Here's the present we're planning to give him.  He can be assured of our whereabouts at all time.

Hey, it's a little bit pricey, but he's worth it. 

(Click on the picture for an enlarged view.)

Happy Barkday to our Dada extraordinaire !

With lots of love, doggie kisses, (snorts from Ollie),

barks and yips . . .

Da Boyz,

Cappy and Ollie