The Doxie Who Came to Stay
A pandemic puppy tale
One gray and rainy afternoon
you mysteriously showed up.
Panicked and alone,
A small and shaggy pup.
We didn't know your name
or why someone left you here,
But we dried you off and fed you
And got you past your fear.
Instantly you stole our hearts,
But we worried what we'd do...
How is a house filled with cats
Supposed to welcome you?
With pretty eyes and perky ears
and a pandemic shutting us in,
We decided we'd try fostering you
To see if integration could begin.
We tried hard to train you,
and lord knows you were trying.
We hoped that we could work it out,
so this wouldn't end with crying.
It was well over a year ago
that Rose came through our door.
She made yourself right at home,
And we couldn't love her more.
Even the cats have accepted
that she's part of the family now.
Sure, it took them six months or more,
But it finally happened somehow.
Today it's hard to imagine
our life before this Doxie,
her licking tongue, wagging tail
and an over abundance of moxie.
About the Creator
Leigh-Anne Dennison
She/her; writer; editor; communications pro; photographer; vegetarian;
human, LGBTQIA, and animal rights activist; environmentalist.
"No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted." Aesop
"Do or do not. There is no try." Yoda
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