My little dog

24 Mar

 

My little dog

by L. Stewart Marsden

My little dog walks about with a very big swagger.
He swells his wheat chest — holds his furry head high,
rocking back and forth, looking far and nigh to the left and the right
to spy whom he might pick a quick little fight.

His beady black eyes lessen all that he sees,
so that black labrador is little more than a flea
to my wee spry little dog.

His bark is indeed much worse than his bite;
there’s none in the neighborhood, despite their great size
that have opted to challenge this puffed ball of fur,
and think that it’s wiser to make a wide path
’round this yappy-yap, snappy, obnoxious cur.

He ought to be named a much bigger name
than the one he is saddled with now,
like Sport, or Mike, or Butch, or Spike —
something that some way or even somehow
bespeaks of a gigantic and powerful hound
and not a pipsqueak endowed with overly loud sound.

Pippin. His name. It strikes fear in the wind.
And this small pompous Pom doesn’t know to begin
to back down, turn around and make his retreat
less he end up the morsel a big dog could eat.

All but he knows know he’s far over-rated,
in all of his gall, he is just compensating
the fact that he’s small — not a Great Dane at all —
something the most of us know much about
as we swagger ourselves, and we boast and we shout
we are really quite something, though nothing at all —
like my Pippin we’re less than something — just small.

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4 Responses to “My little dog”

  1. taehreh March 24, 2014 at 12:13 pm #

    Lessons from the most wonderful companions. I smiled as I read this, just what you’d expect from a Pom. I think their confidence must come from their ample puffiness!

    • skipmars March 24, 2014 at 12:18 pm #

      Perhaps you are saying that confidence is just fluff and puff?

      • taehreh March 24, 2014 at 12:21 pm #

        Hmm I’d hate to say that. Maybe it’s just that I don’t doubt that they believe it. But then I’m a sucker for Poms.

      • skipmars March 24, 2014 at 12:27 pm #

        He works as a mate in my apartment, though my bucket list dog is an English Springer Spaniel, which would never endure the living conditions.

        Perhaps when I get an RV and go out on the road, the Springer will be more practical.

        BTW: Of course Pippin believes his invincibility, otherwise he wouldn’t make such a fuss.

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