By Katherine B. Parilli

Some days a Happy pup wakes up overflowing with zippy bounce.

Their face full of smiles they rush about

ready to tackle any and every task the day presents.

Loaded with life,

spilling over with enthusiasm,

life seems all sun and roses.


Wow I feel so good to day I can hardly wait to jump into life.


But into every Happy pup’s life must come,

those hazy lazy days,

where energy and enthusiasm are nothing more than a distant memory.

 Tired and worn,

with dropping eyes and leaden head,

sleep’s blanket clings,

wrapping itself with inviting warmth around the shoulders

its sings a lullaby

until in victory you lay down your head.


I know its morning, but I’m to tired to get up.  Maybe I’ll get up tomorrow morning.