Roscoe is brown after a long play in the backyard,
He enjoys protecting the yard from noisy butterflies,
It is so much fun to watch,
And contemplate over,
Be careful, they are still out there,
Running over cars and stinking up the tattoos,
Lately it has been a mess trying to watch from a far,
He has good intentions at heart,
And just wants to say hi,
As he levitates off of the bed,
Napping is his intention,
Flickering with excitement when you say his name,
A puppy at heart with two different colored eyes,
They are very pleasant to watch.
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Petlife
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This is such a sweet and quirky tribute! Roscoe sounds like an absolute joy, full of personality and charm. You’ve captured his spirit beautifully!
They spend their energy on really living life!