The day after Christmas (or as some of us call it Christmas Day Two)
We head back to the park to continue our play
With daylight waning we leave the house without delay
Hoping to find a slightly different view.
This time when we get there another dog is there
Bursting with excitement my dog takes off
Leaving me behind my hat and gloves to doff.
Not quite so cold I feel them unnecessary to wear.
Looking at the field I analyze the other fellow
He looks like a lab with a rather large head
And clearly he has never been underfed.
He’s massive, gigantic, and noticeably yellow.
My sweet little mutt and the lab are clearly enjoying this time
Chasing each other and seeing who comes out in a skirmish
And I have to admit the way mine wiggles free is really quite wormish.
Then there’s a call, and I know it’s a sign.
Two dogs at play, just mucking about.
Two dogs answer “Time for home” with their masters’ shout.