Zoe the never dog
We rescued her from Jersey
She doesn’t like my mother the boy said
While he fixed our invisible fence
Would you want another dog he asked
Before I could run this by my husband
He was gone and back from Jersey
Miss Zoe has a terrible overbite
And those big buggy eyes drool
Causing a stiff crust beneath each eye
She’ll growl if you attempt to clean her face
Never coming when called
An empty repertoire of tricks
She’s a terrible dog as dogs go
Though she is perhaps the most
Loving person I know
Keeping track of time she is
Devoted to me from morning ’til 4:00
When she turns her attention to my husband
Making sure he’s in bed by 7:00
Offering her grand bribes
I pray she will speak to me
Just once
I read this poem. Loved it. Read 3 more of yours… I so enjoy your voice. Your visual story-telling. I’ll have to come back and read more. Thank you for sharing your work!
What a dog! And what a beautiful poem. I loved your description of her and of all the ‘minuses’ that she has – and yet she is the most loving dog. Gorgeous!