I am Pepé le Pew!
A loving and lighthearted poem about my rescued dog.There lives a dog who is six pounds and quite accustomed to many names, but none serve her more suitably than Pepé le Pew! Pepé le Pew has ears misproportioned to the size of her tiny head; did I mention one ear flops? No, no I believe I did not. She chases her tail and whines at a high pitch, flips on her back and bends her tiny paws, kisses are bountiful–but oh my, Pepé le Pew, you have bad breath! A delightful source o...