The dog that would be perfect for me,
I don’t even know where it could be.
But somewhere in this great big land,
Is a dog that walks right next to your hand,
And can always brighten up your day,
Or make you frolic, laugh and play.
That dog is somewhere not too far,
Maybe watching a passing car,
And thinking, “Who’s the one
That will take me home,
And have some fun?”
Don’t worry pup, I’ll come for you,
And we can find lots of things to do.
I’ll walk you to the park, and then
You can run and bark, together friends.
I know I’ll find that dog someday,
And we’ll be together everyday.
— Allison B., 11, LaGrange
HER NAME IS CLEO.
She belongs to me-o.
She came from the (actually shelter) pound,
And she’s sure not a hound.
Her breed is the Shepherd,
To be exact the German Shepherd.
Her color is white,
She loves to howl in the night.
She loves to play ball,
Sometimes in the hall.
She’s not allowed in shows,
And doesn’t wear bows.
But the best thing of all,
Is that she loves us ALL!
Megan G., 11, Clarendon Hills
OUR BUBBY
Bubby, he’s chubby and tubby,
He doesn’t know how to hiss,
But he does know how to kiss.
He climbs into bed to cuddle at night,
To see him spread out is quite a sight.
He’s our lovable, huggable Bubby!
Steve J., 10, Alex J., 8, and Nicole J., 4
