Pages of Pint-Sized Poetry

Max Attacks

When I try to pick up after Max
By putting his toys in nice neat stacks
He’s in my way and pulls my hair
Then scatters those toys most everywhere

It’s quite a job to train this boy
To sit, give kisses, or retrieve his toy
But I wouldn’t have it any other way
My Husky pup completes my day

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