Telephone Pole Blues

Chancy was half asleep lying at the patio door when she spotted a squirrel running across the top of our back wooden fence. Opening the sliding door, she darted after the poor thing. Mr. Squirell made it up the telephone pole ,at the corner of our lot, thinking what a stupid dog. Continuous barking forced the squirell right into a power transformer box frying it. Falling on the other side of the fence , Chancy couldn't get to it. Hoping Mr. Squirell is now in heaven, Chancy is singing the blues cause she couldn't eat it.