T’was The Day After Christmas

T’was The Day After Christmas
AND all through the town,
there were Boxing Day sales,
and the prices were down.

The B’s need a BBQ,
smallish and new.
So off to the big store,
to see what would do.

Things all ended nicely
With hardly a cough.
The Barbie was puurfect (Oh I hate that word)
AND 50 bucks off.

Paw note
Of course being Christmas which has nothing to do with Guy Fawkes but is puurfect (*&^$$%%^!!) for hoarded fireworks, we had a noisy night again BUT the Boss fitted me with my new “Thunder Jacket” AND I was a calmer dog. Goodness new tech is marvellous.

I will get The Boss to take a pic sometime.

Oh...And that's ME on the left.

Magic Curl magnifier