Tazzer

Tazzer

He walks proud with his tail curled over his back,
A Chihuahua who's boss rules our home in fact.
He will run toward us if another dog calls his bluff,
Then jump into my arms for he is a cowardly pup.

He grabs any of my house shoes to use as a toy,
This little dog means a lot, he is my pride and joy.
I awake sometimes to find him giving me a kiss,
I hug him and talk to him his love I can't resist.

After going mourning potty, the door he'll smack,
I let him in then he begs for his morning snack.
Sometimes he shreds tissues when he pouts,
Especially when my wife and I leave and go out.

Tazzer's love helps me to stay young in part,
May God grants a long life to Tazzer's heart.
If Tazzer leaves this world before it's my time,
I'll see him in heaven with his eyes that shine.

BY: Kings

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