The Thump of His Tail

Oh constant happy greeting

oh trustworthy joy

Never waning

unmeasurable loyalty

Golden brown eyes softly gazing, ready for whatever, hoping for a Pat or scratch or invitation to play or walk or just sit together our warmth intermingling

Laying watching patiently eyebrows lifting eyes following until urges for light naps overcome, still waiting even in sleep in dreams of play and scentful exploring

Trusting completely in the best attentions from me, treats a delightful bonus no longer the motivation

Just. Love.