Puppy, 12 Months of Rhymes and Smiles by Patricia Furstenberg
Children’s author, Patricia Furstenberg, has dropped in to share a story with us of how she created her delightful collection of poems all about puppies. These poems are great to share with your grandchildren. They are fun and engaging, and will keep them captivated.
I am busy at my writing desk when I become aware of someone watching me. I can feel his eyes on my back; I can hear his breath, suddenly noisier as my back tenses, more and more aware of his presence.
I don’t know when he walked into the study; it is certain that he is here now and he wants my attention. I look over my shoulder, distracted. I need a few more minutes to finish this idea I’m busy with or it will escape me. But as I turn my head, he is quick at looking towards the other side.
With his head resting on his front paws he closes his eyes and sighs. “Oh, no, you won’t!” I say out loud, knowing his game. But the instant I speak, I regret it.
He won. He got me again. He’s at my feet now, sitting pretty, looking pleadingly up with those big innocent puppy eyes of his, unblinkingly; the tip of his tiny tail swishing behind.
I sigh at the sight of love and joy pouring from his eyes; and something else as well.
Mischief, the good kind!
His small head barely reaches half way past my shin yet he doesn’t jump, he knows well enough I don’t like it. Instead, he pushes his head against my leg, looking up, his snout reaching as high as possible – barely touching my knee.
The push of his whole body against my legs is a forewarning of the strength of his spirit. I drop my pen and give him my whole attention. “What do YOU want, Puppy?” His tail wags madly.
“Do you want me to write about YOU?”
Now his bum wags to, joining in the excitement.
He stands in delight, cannot control his body anymore. He spins around a full 360 degrees, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. “Do you, Puppy?”
Before I know it, he’s in my lap, using me as a stool. His front paws are on my writing desk and he sniffs my papers. He sees the cover of the book I’m busy with, “Joyful Trouble”.
Not scared of the big dog depicted, he barks cheerfully. “Okay, Puppy, you won. I’ll write a book about you.”
I stroke his soft fur, absentminded, remembering so many dogs that won my heart before him.
Tara and Gina, Athos and Porthos, Heidi ,Lady and Honda, Star and Blacky.
I’ll write a book about all of you. A happy book.
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