Her tummy starts rumbling
Like a clock gaining time
The resulting behaviour
A daily paradigm
She shifts round the room
Vying for your eye
If she catches you looking
She wimpers in reply
She’s starving, she woofs
Feeling faint, wobbling paws
It’s days since you’ve fed me
Her barks turn to roars
Reasoning with her
Is a futile task
She knows she’s engaged me
Her joy is unmasked
The tin is opened
The kibble mixed in
She’s dancing in circles
With a salivating grin
She dives into the bowl
Chomping with delight
Seconds later it’s gone
Gobbled out of sight
shiny pebbles 