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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hi, my name is Ollyver, and here’s my doggie view: You could call me simply “Boo” and I’d still come to you! I’m fluffy white, the mini version of an Eskimo. My human lady makes me go out back and then yells, “GO!” Sometimes she says more than that. She adds the small word, “pee.” “Ollyver, go pee,” she cries. “Just pee. Go pee for me!” Often times I’ll run about or try to dig a hole. Apparently my digging in the yard is not her goal! She calls me back and if I do not come, she chases me. Her voice bears a question and again, that dang word PEE. Inside the house, I sit near her - unless I hear strange noise, and often at the window, I’ll look out and see some boys. I start to yap. I HAVE to yap! I yap, yap, yap, yap, YAP. And when they leave, I run with glee back to my lady’s lap. I love to feel her scratch my ears and smooth my pretty fur. If someone comes too near the house, I’ll yap, protecting her. She doesn’t often give me yummy food right off her plate, but sometimes she might give me some, so anxiously I wait. I make my eyes get big and sad and whimper like a child. I can’t go too far overboard or else she will get riled! If food remains upon her plate, she scrapes it in my bowl. That’s even better than when I go out and dig a hole! There’s one thing I can’t figure out. She saw me tinkle once nearby a wall, then yelled about me pulling stupid stunts. She and her man get crazy when I do that, so I try to only tinkle in the house when it is on the sly! She takes me out to that back yard quite an awful lot. Sometimes I’ll tinkle and I always poo poo like I ought. More kids outside the window! Must I always have to beg for them to leave? I yap, and near the wall I lift my leg. Written June 24, 2012 For Tanya Harrington's "Dog Gone Tales" Poetry Contest
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