Millie, my Boston, smiles through her black mask
White patterns rest next to her latte no sugar coat
Not a black and white pup she confuses folks who walk by
A small Boxer they suggest as I correct them with Boston

When she’s older she may try to pass at doggie daycare
Oh yes, a Boxer, she will boast, women’s lib and all
The older dogs will allow her nervous fib
The puppies will sniff in awe as Boxers are few

A Pandemic Pup knows little of the before
There is a generation of these life savers
Someone to talk to and cuddle and hug mask-less
Though she reminds me that her mask is here to stay