Wednesday, September 4

I Wandered Lonely


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
 A host, of golden daffodils;
 Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
 Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Young Daffodil will shortly be dancing across the pages of our foster roster, and we are pretty sure that she won't be allowing her new family to feel anything like lonely.

Her foster mom says Daffodil is one of those kissy kinda frogs who will NOT be denied when it comes to love and affection.

So if, like Wordsworth, you find yourself lying on your couch in vacant or in pensive mood, and you would rather not be vacant, pensive, or lonely, keep an eye out for  Daffodil.  She'll make it her business to perk you right up.

And couldn't we all use a little perk me up in canine form? asks

The Frog Princess

1 comment:

Two French Bulldogs said...

You are beautiful Daffodil
Benny & Lily