Poochie

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.