I lie in Summery sunshine,
Same shade as my downy coat.
Asleep am I, and quite content
To snooze away in dreams afloat.
In the next room, a heavy paper bag
Rustles a little, and rattles quietly.
I'm awake in an instant, my ears perked,
My state of mind from fuzzy to bubbly.
I heave myself out of my bed
And fairly bolt toward the door.
The hardwood tiles slide beneath me,
I nearly end up on the floor.
Around the corner I scamper and yip,
Anticipating food. I dash to the dining room,
Around another corner. I fall to my side.
Across the floor, toward the bowl...boom.
I've hit the dish, and the food's all over!
Across the floor, under the table,
Beneath the fridge, into the vent.
Guess my food bowl wasn't stable.
No matter, I can eat it still,
I just have to move around.
I get to my feet and scramble all over
Eating the food right off the ground.
Crunch, crunch, and my owner laughs.
Again and again he calls me his winner,
And says everyone should show
Such an enthusiasm for dinner.
