You can’t pee on French fries

Whew! What a celebration!
People everywhere in tents and on chairs …
This holiday is all red, white and blue …
One where everyone loves me because they leave me scraps, scraps, scraps.
 
It’s like I died and have gone to heaven …
I went to go pee and poo and the ground was covered with French fries (No kidding) …
Of course, I had to clear a path (You can’t pee on French fries … )
Shame they didn’t leave any ketchup or mayonnaise.
 
But boy did I hate the booms, flashes and cheers …
I’m afraid of anything that make my tail move (other than me … )
I have to concentrate on happier things …
Like the scraps, scraps, scraps.
 
I’m not the only one that likes this holiday …
I have to battle with the seagulls, pups and rats …
Sometimes you can’t take time to distinguish between paper and food …
I’ve just got to hope in the end it all evens out.
 
We pups have our own Independence Day …
It starts every morning when we open our eyes …
A yawn and stretch and off we go …
Into the sunshine and play …
 
Happy July 4th
 
I love you,

Annie

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