Going, Going, Gone

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”

…

Sloppy kisses

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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