Monday, December 21, 2015

Twelve days of christmas





On the first day of Christmas my mother gave to me, 


A barking growling dog named Benji

.......and so on..........

On the twelfth day of Christmas my mother gave to me

Twelve manic outbursts

Eleven loads of laundry

Ten ER visits

Nine "ow"s and "shut up"s

Eight leaking stomas

Seven joints a hurtin'

Six new prescriptions

Five G I A N T burps!

Four nurses calling, 

Three hours of sleep,

two soiled sheets, 

and

A BARKING, GROWLING DOG NAMED BENJI!

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