Apologies to Roger Waters
We're constantly altering songs and singing them to the dog (and now the baby). For example, I used to sing the hymn "Be Thou My Vision" to Nika, our border collie. Instead of "Be thou my vision, O God of my heart," I'd sing "Be thou my vision, O Dog of my heart." And for Norris, I adapted a sea chanty. So instead of:
Boney was a-warrior
Away-ay-ya
A warrior, a tarrier
Jean Francois
It became:
Norris is a stinky dog
Away-ay-ya
A stinky and a barky dog
Norris dog
Yeah. We're not all that sophisticated around here. You were expecting what? Motets? This morning, though, we really outdid ourselves. After I yelled up the stairs, "Norris, you'd better leave that baby alone," when I heard him jingling around, it turned into:
We don't need no tripod doggies
We don't need no Norris control
No barking dogs waking the baby
Hey, Norris, leave that baby alone!
All in all, you're just another dog in the hall.
So...you had to be there. But we're amused, anyway.
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