One of my prodigal poop machines has come back
And she keeps on trying to bite my ankle at the back
My cute naughty little playful Poochie girl
I’m afraid that anytime I might trample her or I will fall.
She keeps on hanging around between my feet
With one of her front paws she would gently tap my feet
Inviting to play with her as she is fond of me
Adorably as she lie down to her side, she looks up at me.
She enjoys getting a nice belly rub and a neck rub
She loves to be cuddled as for her it’s just a warm up
She turns from side to side giving me paw punches
She seems to love my gentle touches.
Sometimes she let some gas out of her rear
It’s terribly smelly and keeps on reminding me of my sister
She doesn’t have any patience when it’s come to hunger
Keeps on meowing and jumping, trying to touch my finger.
She loves to catch anything that moves as she dawdle
Specially to play ‘Paw Ball’ with her red water bottle
Trying to ‘Curtain Climb’ with the help of her sharp nails
She makes me smile whenever she tries to chew her own tail.