Waxing Poetic

     It's going to be a hectic day, so here's another poem from the creative writing class archives. 

We got a dog

I thought, “How neat.”

Now our family is complete.

We go for walks.

“How cute.  How fuzzy.”

What a great idea.  Or was she?

She likes to chew.

She ate a leash.

Computer wires helped cut her teeth.

I sort the wash.

She likes to stare.

Then she makes off with the underwear.

She has to pee.

I ask, “Go out?”

But after, she pees in the house.

No matter what

Sun or raining

Just grab a bag and do house training.

And not just days

We train by night

At one and five before first light.

I have a dog.

I got my wish.

She’s better than a tank of fish.

I don’t want cats

Or pretty birds.

I have a dog too cute for words.

     Thank goodness, she has completed her housebreaking and is over the chewing stage.  Now, if I could just do something about the running in and out all day long...