A Day in the Life
A puppy's life, I highly recommend,
From dawn to dusk, excitement without end!
I wake, and stretch, and in my puppy head
I plan new mischiefs. Shall I try to shred
A cushion? No. I'll start to dig a hole
- Australia would be a worthy goal..
Then to the Park, where every dog's my pal,
(Until they realise I stole their ball... )
When Gail shouts "Nobby, come!" I might obey,
Or not, depending how I feel that day.
I'll gambol, scamper, run and run and run.
You think I'm tired? I've only just begun!
Perhaps we'll go exploring somewhere new,
A beach, or wood, or riverbank will do.
I treasure each fresh scent, each sight and sound,
The way my paws sink into boggy ground,
The feeling of the wind that lifts my ears,
The sense of being young and without fear.
And as the day draws to a close, I grab
My favourite toy and jump onto Gail's lap,
Curl up, and there together we unwind,
Dog and his human, fondly now entwined.
And if that cushion is undamaged still,
This terrier can plot a future kill...
yes... the pillow can end in pieces later... that's a super poem!!! bravo!
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteWell, Nobby, we've discovered something else of your developing character... you can write pretty poetry! Pawfeck. Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
What a perfect poem, Nobby!
ReplyDelete4 paw High Five! you know we love poetry and this is Pawfect!!! we love the closing line.... plot on Pup, we are waiting for the next poem to tell us what is up..
ReplyDeleteWOW standing ovation Nobby you are obviously Gail's muse!!
ReplyDeleteWell done Gail, we read it at breakfast very very impressed.
Hugs cecilia
We love your poem about your daily life. You sure are a busy pup.
ReplyDeleteThere was young whippet called Oscar
ReplyDeleteWho gave the love he could muster
But if he met a Fox Terrier
He'd be even merrier
For what more could a young whippet ask-for!
How great it is to be young!
ReplyDeleteNobby, we see great sonnets in your future(and maybe a shredded cushion)!!
ReplyDeleteWe are as green as your river bank with envy of your river bank - and it sounds to us like you are keeping Gail young too. paw smacks Mr T
ReplyDeleteAaah - sounds like a day of great fun!!!
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
You have brought me back to the happy days of being a puppy
ReplyDeleteHi young friend, Ojo here! What a great poem! And what a great life you have!
ReplyDeletePuppyhood, and youngster time is the best part of being a doggy! Esp a WFT!
ReplyDeleteMJF was like hat in is day...we came here as mostly grown, though I Benji, was still a puppy of about 6 months...my brofur Dalton, came here at over a year old, and I don't think he has cast off his baggage yet...
That is a pawsome poem, Nobby!!
like hat in is...should be: like that in his...
DeleteThat's a very nice poem Nobby - what fun you're having!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Inca xx
We love your poem Nobby!
ReplyDeleteYou are a very talented poet! We especially like the twist at the end! Woohoo!
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