This human I’ve adopted
at first seemed rather sad.
Her meals were all unhappy
in Golden Arches paper bags.
She seemed so sad and listless.
She lacked a vital spark.
That is until I convinced her
to go walking in the park.
I next began to teach her ”fetch”-
it became her favorite game
Her arm grew strong with every pitch.
She was really glad we came..
At dusk we’d walk the promenade
to watch the sun go down.
I’ve got her trained to buy for me
the finest puppy chow.
(It’s gotten so she reads my mind
without me saying “Bow”)
Yet recently I grew concerned-
she’s taken in a stray.
I think she said his name is Dave
and they hope to wed one day.
They say they both love chocolate Labs
that I brought them together.
I guess walking in that park
wasn’t altogether clever.