Girlie

She calls herself,”Baby”
as she holds me and pats
my back with those little fingers
Half the size of my large paws
delicate pudgy toddler hands

Laughing with motion and caressing
she cups my cheek, stares into my eyes
and says,”You o-kay?” Yes Baby,
I’m okay. Are you okay?

“Woof-woof,” she barks and licks
my face, giggling with mischief
I couldn’t ask for a better life.

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