The Boisterous Bernese by Joan Currie

There once was a dog, ninety pounds full of might,
A Bernese with a bark and a spirit so bright.
He bounded through rooms with a boundless delight,
And no rule could hold him – oh, try as you might!

With paws on your shoulders, he’d greet every guest,
A leaper, a jumper, your patience to test.
He’d wiggle and waggle, without a disguise,
Then melt all your anger with soft, pleading eyes.

At dinner, he’d stare, nose so close to your plate,
Drooling with longing – he just couldn’t wait!
And at night, as you snuggled, in comfort to steep,
He’d plop on your bed, putting an end to your sleep.

In the bathroom, he’d trail you with passion and flair,
To keep close beside you – even into the shower!
Disobedient rascal, yet so hard to scold,
With a heart full of love, and a spirit so bold.

For though he’s a handful, your mischievous friend,
Those eyes win you over, time and again.

I think our new friend is in need of another round of obedience training!
To be continued…