I doodled a dog character and wrote a little, silly poem to go with it...I present "Ruffins McFluffmaster":
Ruffins McFluffmaster, ruffs through his fluff,
Though it's rough having fluff fluffing off him
Wherever he goes, and onto dark clothes, where it shows up
as white as the first winter snows.
These are some of his fluffy fluff woes:
His fluff always tickles and sticks to his nose,
and he has tufts of hair between all of his toes.
But wouldn't you know, or even suppose?
Hugging his fluff close will cure all your sadness,
but brushing fluff off clothes will incur sure madness!
Though it's rough having fluff fluffing off him
Wherever he goes, and onto dark clothes, where it shows up
as white as the first winter snows.
These are some of his fluffy fluff woes:
His fluff always tickles and sticks to his nose,
and he has tufts of hair between all of his toes.
But wouldn't you know, or even suppose?
Hugging his fluff close will cure all your sadness,
but brushing fluff off clothes will incur sure madness!
*he is making this face, because someone asked him, "why are you so fluffy!?" He doesn't know why.
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