My pug, Dharma,
is a real delight.
She wheezes and farts,
and snores through the night.
She is perpetually happy,
always in a good mood.
But her real self comes out
with the offer of food!
She spins in circles,
so excited for a trip.
But want to trim her nails?
She’ll give you the slip!
She has run of the house,
comfy beds galore,
but when I come home from work,
her nap spot? The floor!
Yes, the life of my pug
is the life of ease.
But when she sleeps on my lap,
why MUST she sneeze?
