Playful

A young puppy came into my home today Tiny and nervous, his siblings far away It didn't take him long to come out from his shell Just little scared when he first heard the door bell. Sniffing an exploring he left little wee puddles We laid on the sofa having snuggles and cuddles. Placed next to his bed was a box of new toys Balls, a tug rope an one that made squeaky noise. At first he showed little interest in any of these But liked to find places that was bit of a squeeze Learning new surroundings, I would watch him explore Running excitedly he'd crash into a door. He chewed some plants, dug holes in the lawn Had me up early; often at dawn Playful, energetic, always wanting to play We were both very tired at end of each day. He yapped in the mirror at his own reflection Then came small growls, his guarded protection He just needed time to feel safe and to adjust I felt honoured when he gave me his trust. Everything to him was a new game to play Lively and learning life rules to obey My carpet became his latest new toy Chewed an in tatters by my playful boy. "P" Contest, New or Old Poetry Contest Sponsor Constance La France Written 25.09.21