Pug Love

My human has this thing called ms

It makes her tingly and numb

And attacks her brain & spine

But she ain’t dumb

This human of mine

It makes her trip and fall

And she laughs and stands up tall

Dropping things like her favorite mug

Why not a dish of fish

I wish, I wish,

Afterall, I AM a Pug

None of this matters to me

I’m as happy as can be

I bark, “take me to the park”

Where I can be free to mark

Although our walks are shorter

I don’t mind

For I’m getting old

And while neither one of us is very strong

This is where we belong.

Thanks for reading.

2 thoughts on “Pug Love

  1. Kathy Lewis Reply

    I just love you Quinnie!!!!!๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹

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