PAWS
It was little when they got it. I was only three.
It grew much faster than I did… as…tall…as…a…tree!
The first time I remember; It went on the floor.
Mom wiped up the mess, and it was promptly sent out the door.
We played in the yard. I taught it all that I know.
It would chase balls…every one I would throw.
Sometimes we’d come in after playing all day…
Have some good food, then it would find a way
To lay on the floor in a circle of fir;
Stay a long time and never would stir.
I noticed one day, after I had turned four;
It would now wake up, and head for the door.
Its duty done, it would come in for a treat.
What amazed me that day, was the size…of…its…FEET!
I had never seen a dog, or even a cat
That had four furry feet as…BIG AS THAT!
My mom said “Those…are…called…PAWS”.
All I knew was – they…came…with…sharp…claws.
One day I taught it how to so “SHAKE!”.
PAWS reached up and scratched me… It felt like a rake!
About the time I turned five
I thought it was strange that PAWS was still so alive.
PAWS never held still. When awake, PAWS was sniffing around.
Except when asleep, PAWS would check…ev-er-y sound.
Our favorite place to hunt and explore
Was in our back woods, just out the side door.
We’d go on a hunting adventure, and look for a moose.
We never saw one, but once frightened a goose.
She was walking in the creek, with seven babies in tow.
We both just stared at them, all in a row.
We raced to the water to see them up close.
The goose then did something very scary and gross.
She made herself giant, with wings in the air
And then let out a huge noise that was surely a scare!
We were both so startled, we started to dance
And ran back home; I almost wet in my pants.
So, if you are in the woods with your favorite dog
And see something new, don’t let your brain fog
And rush into adventure, without having thought
About what might happen when you carry out your plot.
That lesson learned, we went in for some help.
I told mom about the goose’s big yelp.
She let me finish the story I told all-in-one-breath;
Of how we were certainly almost half-way-to-death.
The story was finished, the excitement calmed down
When I noticed that mom had a BIG FROWN.
She pointed to the mud that made a mess on the floor
Then, using “THE VOICE” said “Get-right-out-that-door!”
We obeyed and went out, sat down on the lawn.
Then we both laid down………. and each had a big yawn.
Topic assignment by Liz.
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