A Dog In the House

A Dog in the House By Elton Camp Visitors know he’s there when they enter the door For there’s a rank odor that they’ve smelled before It’s one that only a fanatical dog lover could please A powerful mixture of dog food, urine and feces The next thing that hapless visitors won’t believe Those small, brown, jumping insects on their sleeve Then there is Fido himself, on the couch making a bed “Please come in and have a seat,” the dog owner said After pushing aside a dirty blanket, they sit down But the wonderful Fido soon comes looking around The filthy varmint gives an unexpected jump Right into the horrified visitor’s lap, kerplunk The visitor screams and tries to push Fido away “He wants to give you a kiss,” the owner will say The visitors remember the need to be somewhere And that they have but a few minutes to get there But reminders of precious Fido they don’t lack His hairs on their clothes, both front and back