Eau de Poo (A Poem by My Dog) | Microfiction | Ellie Scott
Hey, how do you do? Do you see all this poo that’s smeared in my lovely hair? It’s a statement, you see, for the silly lady who is in charge of my care. Ellie’s her name and she is to blame for the stench I’m carrying round. The vet said I was fat and Ellie, … Continue reading "Eau de Poo (A Poem by My Dog) | Microfiction"