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...
