Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Petiquette
Petiquette Many a legion of butts, nether regions are sniffed, every day by our pets without any fuss. They're more honest than us. A four pawed salute to Debrett's.
Hobbo's Poems 
Really irritates me. Our girl cat does it to our boy cat when he is trying to eat. Then she hisses. Women!
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🤣 And Dauphy thought it was only a dog thing!
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Oh I say. Fine odour today. Did you shit at Chanel?
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🤣🤣Gucci poochy!
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A way of getting to know whether they are friend or enemy.
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😂 A bum or a lazy arse!
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Is this why my mum always warned, “Watch where you sit!”
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🤣 And keep your hand on your halfpenny!
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My mother used imply blindness for keeping your hand down there. 🤣🤣
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…. well not “your” hand, I meant a hand.
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