Note from dog: This is my attempt at my first sonnet. This was difficult for me, dog, who had to ask owner how a sonnet worked.
What gives my furry heart to start to beat
My four paws patter to your open arms
With happy grin my mouth hangs opens to greet
For now you are home; I put on my charms
Shall I cuddle close or push you away
You give me bounding love; I return same
Walks abound every day; there’s also play
Alas, wasn’t this way before you came
For I was found wandering streets alone
On cold December day you came for me
Brought me to your place; I now call my own
Have you now wrapped around my paw you see
Thou art my best friend till my final end
Saying my good-bye will be hard to send
Dog peaks up on to bed, to look at owner
Saying please pet me one last time
For I need last comforting hand before I sleep
And something in bedroom is making me scare
Hand comes down to stroke fur one last time
Then with a shake she ambles off to bathroom to close door and sleep
One paw on outside stairs
Another follows up
A quick stop to sniff; lap rain water
A little hobble with the back paws
Front paws again
Left then right; stop to sniff
Back left; back right
Repeat until make it to top
Dog still managing to get up stairs
Just a little slower now
What’s up with weird costumes you wear once a year
Some are scary and look too funny on you
Why do you always want to put one on me too
Those bags smell good; I wish you would open one bag for me
But, you nudge me away, saying they’re bad for me
You are worry what would happen if I eat them
And why does door bell ring almost every minute
I bark; you hush me as you open door
Little voices shout: trick or treat
You grab a big bowl now with candies
And pass a few out as I watch with envy
Wishing I could grab those treats for myself
Alas, the Halloween decorations are too to reach
For I would like to get a hold of them
And you told me, I had to wait to do my business until after eight o’clock
I’m trying my best after woofling down Halloween biscuit and lapping tons of water
Will these two hours never end
Wake me up when this holiday is gone
Smack my lips,
Stick out my tongue;
Tasty kibble bathe in peanut butter.
Small round pieces,
Coated with peanut butter;
Lapped up into my waiting mouth.
A rare treat,
To be hand fed,
For me, a dog, who’s too sick to eat a full bowl of food.
New trick my dog learned last night
Closing bathroom door using her snout
She looked out to see if the invisible force
I can not see is coming
Then, a push of her nose
Door starts to glide close
It stops midway, pup looks distraught
She pushes again; it moves an inch
One more push; door is almost closed
How she wishes for a hand to completely shut the door.
I was amazed at her new talent,
I had her do it over again
While taking video of dog closing door.
Oh, woe is my fur coat
For I don’t feel well today.
My innards feel twisted inside
Making me one unhappy pup.
I refuse my food;
Will only take bland or soft.
My days I spend sleeping;
For nothing else I want too.
No squeaky toys for me;
For I have been one unhappy pup.