It was not Jack or Jill who tumbled down,
Neither was it the King who lost his crown.
Nor Humpty Dumpty who fell off the wall,
Rather, it was S who had a mighty fall,
When all 4 of us decided that it would be great,
To run to the golden retriever to become mates.
So instead of putting on the brakes,
Boelie, Mokka, Robin and me ran towards to partake.
And S ended up flat on the ground,
With all her clothes turning totally brown.
We are partners in crime!
So much for the dog walker career.
I hope you didn’t get hurt. I once pulled to hard on Elia when I was learning to run alongside her bike, and she fell on her butt and broke the cellphone she was carrying in her back pocket. Luckily for me, she thought it was more her fault for carrying it there.