It's our 100th post today, so please forgive me for being nostalgic.
I thought I'd share a little poem I wrote some time ago (when little Tammy pup was welcomed into our household). The poem attempts to share the essence of puppyhood. Hope you like it!
Make way, make way, it’s puppy play!
A paw, a bark, a growl and a huff...
Hindquarters turned: It’s about to get rough!
Tail up high, twinkle in the eye,
Darting, shaking and difficulty braking.
Legs stretched, jaw low,
Dark eyes in a feverish glow.
A ball, a claw, a little leaf,
Long ears, wet nose and prickle-sharp teeth.
MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY! IT’S PUPPY PLAY!