Our schnauzer is a world-class sleeper
until I get up and get dressed
whereupon he comes to the edge of the bed,
leaps up on his hind legs,
and paws ferociously at the air.
Rrrhhaahg Aarghhh Arrrhh
“Okay Iko, you’re asking for it.”
I push his shoulders down, press on his snout.
Grahmmg Rrahgg
Iko jerks his head free and snaps at my wrist
but I grab him by a back leg
and spank his hind-quarters.
“Rub-a-dub-a-dub.”
Ghrrarr Rrahrr
Iko snaps, I give him a poke.
Over he goes onto his back.
Whrahhrrr Arghhaah
Bouncing this way and that,
kicking his legs in the air,
Ggrrhhm grraahh
I punch him gently in the ribs.
“Take that, Mister.”
Iko twists all 22 pounds back and forth
and tries to bite my forearm.
Brrggg Rrufff Rff Rff
He rolls back onto his feet
and shakes his head.
Grrahh Rrgghhh
Grips my right hand in his mouth.
“Ouch. Not so rough, Buster.”
I shove my knuckles against his teeth.
Iko twists and turns, backs up and growls.
Rrahgga rhurgg
And so it goes, on and on,
until we finally get tired.
“Okay, let’s go.”
Iko leaps down onto the carpet
and out we head for our morning walk.
Rmmff Grahhrrr
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