Poem about a Grand Dog

Grand Dog

Pup come for visit.

Please tell, how is it?

When he came small, cute.

One year, massive brute.

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Face huge, jowls dripping.

Squeaky toy ripping.

His face close to mine;

So near, oozing slime.

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Friends come, are afraid,

Then on lap head laid.

Sweet, loving grand dog.

But couch he does hog.

June Nash

Do you have a dog?  What type?  Is he a large dog or a small chihuahua?  I have a chihuahua-terrier mix.  I call her a cherrier!  The above dog isn’ t mine, but he is a lovable pup!

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