Two laughing black eyes, And a snoopy wet nose, Long tickly red tongue, Her merry grin glows. I throw her her ball, She pursues with zest And comes flying back, Crash lands on my chest! Stalking my slippers, She's after the bows. Stop that you pesky. My feet are in those! She romps in the yard. Sprays dirt in her wake, Rolling in puddles. Hops inside to shake! It's mud, ears to tail, Her ice white plumage. From pillar to post, Little doggy prints rage. Little pesky pup, A scolding is due. Panting and wagging, I couldn't, could you? Glad pride on her face, Pesky comes bounding. Found us a great toy! Alas! was my knitting! Pick up an apple, And, as if on cue, A little paw nudges. May I have some too? Weary wee fuzzball Climbs into my lap. After this morning, It's time for a nap. My lap pesky sleeps So soft and so warm. I'll stroke and I'll hold Her safe from all harm. She washes my fingers Each one, she insists Lovingly slathered From nail tips to wrists. Pesky is hunting She's hot on the trail Faster and faster She's chasing her tail. Brave daring hunter Is stalking big game. Pounce, tear, and tussle, Now teddy is lame. Tail wound in a bow, Her present to me Is worn torn teddy For a game or three! Learning a new trick Fills pesky with glee. I did it! I'm smart! Look at this! Watch me! When pesky prances With step proud and light, She's gotten her teeth Round mischief all right! Bones must be hidden From people, you see, Under a cushion That's hidden neath me! Chewing an ice cube Or kissing my nose, Pesky spreads laughter Wherever she goes Wriggling, licking, Laughing and leaping To you and your kin A Happy Dance greeting!
Linda A. Ives. All rights reserved.
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