This  poem is actually  a dramatization of   our  hound's quest to retrieve a soggy oatmeal raisin cookie out of our outdoor in ground  hot tub  in Texas  one  warm March evening .We were hot tubbing  and snacking  on sandwiches and cookies  , and being careful  that she didn't get any  of the food  .When she decided  to jump into the hot tub with my daughter holding the cookie. Rescue efforts ensued as she  scratched and clawed   to not drown . We got her out of the hot tub  unscathed  and soaking wet, but we also  had to put down the cookie. She got out of the tub  and swooped up  that last  soaked crumb we had set aside to rescue her  !