A Poem For A Puppy

Nine puppies squeaking

Our interest piquing

At pictures peeking

Our life plans tweaking

Three sweet girls and six sweet boys

Melting hearts with tiny joys

We both agreed

A bully breed

Of Moorehound creed

That’s just right, indeed

One sweet girl or one sweet boy

Which to pick? I’ll keep it coy.

(I know, I know, I’m a terrible poet. Enjoy it in the eye-rolly spirit of fun with which it was intended)

Puppy

Steven and I are getting a puppy!

But which puppy shall it be? Oh my stars and garters, that’ll be the subject of another post entirely. In the meantime? LOOK AT THOSE PUPPEHS.

Also? “Moorehound” is what we’re calling pup’s breed. They’re wide-grinning bully pups, no mistake about it, but people get weird about that. Besides. It’s a Moore, born and bred (litter whelped by a dog owned by Steven’s dad). Moorehound fits.

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