Curiosity killed the cat, well I certainly hope it doesn’t do any harm to my nosy dog who decided to use up one of his lives (do dogs get nine lives? I hope so, the way my dog’s going) by snatching some super glue from a table, getting the stuff on his tongue and paws. He seems okay, nonetheless, although he’s excellent practice for when Pamela and I have kids.
The event inspired a little Limerick poem. Enjoy.
My dog ate a tube of glue.
My dog ate a tube of glue,
He’s stumbling around like he’s had a few,
He has a burnt tongue,
And a face like he’s been hung,
And now it’s a few days until he can chew.