Buzz and Finn
Buzz loves to bark and is a magnificent minx.
Finn loves to cuddle and gets up to high jinks.
They are both Morkies, Buzz is beige and Finn is black.
As long as you want love they have always got your back
Buzz is nine, with one ear up and one ear down.
Finn is six, with eyes that always fix a frown.
When we go to the beach Finn purrs like a cat.
Buzz is my shadow, at my feet, he’s loyal like that.
They love to play. Finn likes to nip Buzz in his legs and neck.
Chasing each other, Buzz weaves, as Finn is fast as heck.
He’s like lightning and enjoys picking up litter like me.
He’s happy when he finds an empty cup, better still if it’s coffee.
Finn likes to roll in poop. He’s kinda gross that way.
Having to bathe him doesn’t really make my day.
Buzz has the swagger but he hates his raincoat.
He goes into hiding and needs to be bribed with toast.
They have their best friends, dogs who bark as they walk by.
Come out and play, they holler, sniffing and wanting to say Hi.
Finn is fierce affectionate. Buzz never really was.
But when Finn came along, Buzz got the cuddle buzz.
They both love their belly rubs and I love them too.
But they cannot give them to me as well as I do.
Finn is a duvet diver, he loves the heat.
Finn curls up outside or sleeps at my feet.
Not a day goes by when I don’t count my doggie blessings.
The walks, the fun, the joy, the playful messing.
I never thought I could be so devoted to my furry friends.
But the love they constantly impart makes any moment heaven.
By
Adele Leahy
All the best
Stay fab
Adele
