We dickered over coffee.

As cowboys often will,

But ol’ “Bones” said his price was firm,

At a hundred dollar bill.

We wandered out to the barn,

To choose which puppy I would take,

Look each one over carefully,

 judge what kind of dog they’ll make!

There’s a hundred old wives tales,

On how to choose a dog that’s tough,

By looking in their eye or mouth,

Or grabbing them by the scruff.

A good cow dog must be bold,

Smart and faithful as can be,

So I sat down and waited,

To see which puppy would choose me!

Mike Puhallo

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