My Pet

by Hugo

Pets are like another you,
A smaller you that you never get tired of.
I am playing with my dog now in fact.
I'm throwing sticks for him to catch in his mouth.
I lean backwards and I pretend to thrust my hand forward
And he is off;
He looks around for his stick,
He is puzzled.
He comes back with the spurting garden hose,
And ferociously sprays water at me.
Payback I think ... SPLASH!
I love my dog!