From Howard Pee Pugpants:
Mom's goin on a trip so I wrote a little song fur her.
This here is my main man on guitar, Dad.
All your bags are packed,
you're ready to go
Don't forget to leave Dad a note
To feed me, little Howie
Sixty hundreds times a dayyyyy....
So kiss me and smile fur me,
Don't forget to bring back for me
Bags of yummy snacks and
and all your restaurant take-away....
Cuz mom's leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when you'll be back again,
so please Ma, could you please
put the treat jar on the floor
and leave the kibble bag open by the door.
