Eric had a little dog
Some bits were white as snow
And everywhere that Eric went
He had his dog in tow.
But then this little JRT
Ran off from a doggy show,
Shot through the rings and bolted off
His cheeks all of a glow.
He took a frit and ran right off
Across the great grey road.
Agility folk all bit their nails,
“Let’s hope the traffic slowed.”
He wandered far, he wandered wide
While Eric feared for Freddie,
From motorway to village streets,
In endless circling eddy.
A week went by and hope grew short
Though Fred was often seen
But when searchers hastened to the spot
The little *** was nowhere to be seen.
At last he found a little house
The door was open wide.
Our hero was quite hungry now
And thought he’d go inside.
But when the lady of the house
Heard Freddie’s little paws,
He scampered off and hid himself
Somewhere out of doors.
The trapper came and searched about.
Just where did Freddie go?
So near, so far, where was the beast?
Not off again, oh no!
A cocker spaniel wasn’t fooled;
He knew where Freddie was.
He barked at bushes, wagged his tail
And therefore all because…
A little spaniel stood his ground
And made a deal of noise
Our Freddie he came out at last,
Full of his usual poise!
Now Eric has him home again,
He’ll watch him like a hawk.
He loves that little JRT.
If only he could talk!
He’d tell us what he did while out
And running for his life.
And how he managed to evade
The whole world and his wife!
The moral of this story is,
Oh Freddie, don’t you see?
Stick with Dad he’s not that bad,
And safe you’ll always be!