My Dog Kell

He leaped upon the stairwell, He rolled in our chimney soot He jumped around, my doggie Kell, He was always under foot We fell over as we tried to leave For he was always the first one out Irritating our neighbor, Miss Beave Who always gave a shout You know he is excited, mom would say Just let him go first, he’s going to anyway. Kell was my dog, and full of joy and love Enthusiasm oozed from his maker above. Kell leaped and jumped and rolled when young When older, he began to rest, taking lots of little sleeps. I miss his younger days, when we had so much fun, And he rolled over me and made those puppy leaps.