Wallowing in a muddy puddle
naked feet jump in gay abandon
squishy, squashy soggy mess,
happy souls prance together
the tiny tail wags in delight
to the sweet sounds of giggles.
My pup, my perfect partner in crime.
Stealthily we enter home,
staining the carpeted floor with tiny footprints of brown.
The silence of the evening shattered
by mom’s scream of disgust,
watching us plastered in an earthy pack,
she fires her volley of angry outbursts.
We stand in mute innocence
my pup, my perfect partner in crime!
Dakshali’s picture prompt plate #3