While little Tiggy gets the kitchen sink
In which to bathe when she begins to stink,
Big Gypsy's lifted in the bathroom tub
Reluctantly for her bi-monthly scrub.
Once rinsed and set back on the toweled floor,
They shake and make a shower I deplore
Splattering both me and cabinetry
Until they’re toweled enough to be set free.
And then it’s time to take a sunny walk
Diverting them with squirrels and cats to stalk
So by the time we’ve squared off several blocks
Rousting frogs and stalking pigeon flocks
They’re dry and clean and fragrant-fresh again—
Pray, keep them out of mud, dear God, amen.