Canine Perception
A dog is a knowing creature
he listens and understands,
he reacts to the sound of his Master's voice
or the wave of his Mistress's hand,
and when he is sharing their bedroon
he has learned to understand more,
he needs to know when to stay on the bed
and when to retire to the floor.
He remembers that when there were children
and the house was filled with great fun,
on Sundays soon after their dinner
the kids took him out for a run,
and when they returned sometime later
his owners had always seemed flushed.
If the children asked what was the matter
they smiled, said nothing, and blushed.
Still the bright hoound remembers the signals,
he stored them for all of the years,
that when the Master gets all excited
and the Mistress just perfumes her ears,
his place on the duvet is wanted,
his owners are ready to fight,
but then a change, for it happened just weekly
when it used to occur every night.
From weekly it moved to once monthly
where it stayed for a number of years,
and the Master for his inspiration
just took in a couple of beers.
Now the dog finds it hard to remember
which night he should sleep on the floor,
it's an annual event for the owners,
they don't seem to fight any more.
Copyright © Mike Roberts | Year Posted 2014
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