Wag wag wag,
Ouch! Tear noise.
What happened to my tail?
Lick, lick, lick
Ouch! It hurts.
Shrinks into a little ball and sighs.
The doctor put me in a cone,
A shame I wear to heal,
Bumping into every one and everything I go,
Until I got to sleep.
And when I wake,
Good boy I’ve been,
The cone goes of and I am free!
It went on at night again,
But I got this!
The bandage is my friend,
I’ll leave it be.
And after a week my body will heal,
And my happy tail will wag once more,
free and clear,
I hope, I hope.
Paws crossed!
A poem inspired by Dexter