Fat Lurcher

Further to last week's post, someone commented, and yes indeed, Emma is quite ‘large’ for a lurcher. In fact she is affectionately referred to as the ‘Fat Lurcher’ ( sometimes, in case she's feeling a bit weight sensitive, we call her the skinny lab)and we have written and dedicated a song which is sung to her on an alarmingly regular basis (Kate D-B you really started something with your song challenge last year). Obviously there's a few house jokes in there, but you'll get the drift and Emma loves it when we sing it to her. For my British friends, to the tune of the ‘Blackadder’ theme, after three…

Emma on the sofa with the TV remote

The sound of paws across the park.
Good folk, watch out she’s very nippy.
Beware the sloppy kiss and bark,
Unless you want to end up drippy.
Fat lurcher, Fat lurcher. A kiss is what she needs.
Fat lurcher, Fat lurcher. She's very good indeed.
Black. Her coat of silky hair.
Rough. Her tongue is long and scratchy.
Sweet. Her nature good and fair.
Shame. Her bowels are rather patchy.
Fat lurcher, Fat lurcher. Her gas fills us with fear.
Fat lurcher, Fat lurcher. Good job Laurie’s not here!