Family Dogs are Precious

The Poops

The large litter was reduced to two.
Two male Cockers with fluffy ears
and large eyes that stared at you
From a legacy of a thousand years.

But our home has room for one pet.
We’ll get one and leave the other.
The choice will be simple, and yet . . .
Shall we take him or his brother?

Bobbed tails wagged with delight
As we freed them from their pen.
They ran together left and right,
To the far wall and back again.

Mobile, buff-colored balls of hair,
Soft, and yet tough as leather.
They were two—difficult to compare.
But, yes, they belonged together.

Needless to say, we took the pair.
Brothers must not live apart.
It’s not logical, but I don’t care.
The choice is from the heart.