April 24, 2014
-
Ok, when I think of kibble, I think of pet food....
Kibble: ground meal shaped into pellets, especially for pet food
and that of course makes me think of my favorite 'virtual' pet,
RUSTY !
So here's my poem, special, for Rusty.
Dear Rusty
wouldn't you love to give me a nibble
of your kibble
would it hold any appeal for me?
Do you like it as much as your favorite tree?

Comments (9)
Ha! There is smiling Rusty!


He must of been super happy to see Frank!
What a sweet poem in his honor!
HUGS!!!
Hi Caroline, Yes, that photo of Rusty smiling, always makes me smile, that's why I keep it on my desktop.
LOL Thanks, Lynn. Rusty is honored. He is used to gals writing poems to him. He is a cutie. Gals cover their eyes when they see me.
lol - too cute.
that is so cute and I see Frank is honored. I first saw it and hollered to hubby that Rusty is in jail again,LOL
hehehe - lol
Someone tricked someone else once and put dog food meatballs in spaghetti. Should never do that to boys. They get you back double or triple.
I love Rusty too, so cute. I am happy to get a daily dose of Rusty and how surprising to see him again on another post other than Frank's.
As for tasting kibble, wee I haven't, but my uncle used to make his dog's biscuits from scratch and would proudly tell that there was nothing gross in them, and demonstrate by chomping into one.
I LOVE this poem, Lynn! I too am a big Rusty fan (who isn't?)!!
Comments are closed.