Misty

Our puppy is a Havanese--

A lively black and white one.

She walks on her hind legs with ease

And shakes hands with the right one.

Should I arrive alone at night

Assuming no one’s there,

She rises up to two-leg height

And greets me on the stair.

The upstairs light I turn to on,

This Queen of Hearts canine

Starts scratching till an itch is gone

By rolling on her spine.

She bites her teddy by the neck

And hurls it o’er her shoulder

To warn me what I can expect

From her when she grows older.

I love you dog, I swear I do.

Although you bark and snuffle so

You’re faster than a kangaroo

And eat less than a buffalo.