There once was a woman from Maine
loved her dog but it drove her insane
ate her chairs and the sofa
soiled her husband Bill’s loafer
doleful eyes insist he’s not to blame
Again, and this is the second time I have had to clarify such a matter in the last few days, but it is the dog that insists it was not to blame and not husband Bill. I am pretty sure Bill likes the dog and wouldn’t/culdn’t possibly pass solids into his own best loafer’s just to discredit the dog. Thinking about it I am not sure how easy it would be to soil one’s own shoe. It would take a serious effort to land anything inside it I am sure. Well if anyone has any insights into such things please feel free to share.