HRH

I dunno. Maybe the National Dog Show got me to humming new lyrics to Royals. I cracked myself up. So I want to crack you up, too…

I’ve never seen a Royal in the flesh

I cut my teeth on Queens and Kings in the movies

And I don’t growl when I’m distressed

With this torn up towel

No dog bed envy

But every song’s like

Big ears

Long snoot

Napping in the bathroom

Short legs

Long tongue

Shedding in the bedroom

We don’t care, we’re chasing Cadillacs in our dreams

But everybody’s like

Rawhides

Squeak toys

Runnin’ on a dog beach

Milkbones

Groomers

Embroidery on my dog leash

We don’t care, we’re not caught up in your fancy chair

And we’ll never be corgis (corgis)

They love to run and dig in mud

That kind of fluff is just their butt

We crave a different kind of ruff

Let me be your lap dog

You can call me Queen P

And baby I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll rule

Let me live like Pixie.