Going, Going, Gone
He’s sitting all still ‘n’ stoic
Could cut the tension in the room with a knife
I tip toe to the couch opposite him
From the corner of his eye
He’s watching my every move
‘You’re too hard!’
“Rather I’m too soft”, she’s thinking out aloud
Don’t make me the bad cop
Fun ‘n’ games is all good
But discipline’s necessary too
Next ensues a staring match
A test of patience ‘n’ resolve
A fierce battle of wills…
One can sniff the suspense in the air
“Ok pretty boy, I give up, you win
You have my heart on a tight leash
Let’s make up
Who can resist your puppy face?
My defeat was a doggone conclusion
No need to whine or whimper
Come on up
Let’s hug it out
Fetch your toy
Come darling, let’s play”
Licking ‘n’ tickling
Nuzzling ‘n’ snuggling
Going, Going, Gone!
“He speaketh not; and yet there lies a conversation in his eyes.”-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Can I get a woof-woof!?
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