Jerry’s Morning Has Broken

Jerry’s Morning Has Broken

I’m watching her closely, she’s drunk up her tea

I’ve been in the garden and done my first pee

I’m watching her going up the stairs to get dressed

I’ll follow to see what she’s going to do next

 

“Shake a leg” she yells to the snoring old man

I go to his side to defend if I can

He doesn’t do early if left on his own

He opens his eyes and I hear his first groan

 

I’m watching her shower, it’s so steamy in there

She’s taking her time and she hasn’t a care

I‘m waiting and itching to go for my walk

To get all the gossip and read all the talk

 

There’s Barney and Biffa and Bruno and Bryn

Their smells are all different – I get in a spin

Sniffing them out to see who got there first

It’s just so exciting I think I might burst

 

It’s hair drying time, I so hate the hot blow

It’s taking too long, she can’t possibly know

I have to get out there, I’m trying not to panic

I’m a dog in a rush and need to go manic

 

The old man’s sat up now and started to chatter

My needs are ignored, I just don’t seem to matter

She’s promised him tea and some hot buttered toast

Perhaps he can wait as I need her the most

 

I’m watching her go down the stairs in her clothes

I notice her feet, I can still see her toes

Oh no! She’s forgotten to put on her feet

Soft socks and hard shoes for walking the street

 

Expecting she’ll notice she made a mistake

I follow her into the kitchen and wait

She’s making the tea and there’s clattering plates

And still she’s not noticed that I’m in dire straits

 

I’m watching her doing things for him and not me

It’s really not fair as I am her priority

I’m staying quite calm but I just slipped a whinge

She tells me “five minutes and then we can binge”

 

I’m watching her closely, her socks are in view

I’m containing myself but she must find a shoe

Oh darn it!  I took one so now I’m in trouble

I really must find one quick, on the double

 

Two shoes she has got, and her coat from the hall

Some poo bags, her phone, my lead and a ball

So, now I am waiting and bridling my glee

It’s nearly my time for sniffing each tree

 

We’re out of the door.  At last, it’s fresh air

A sky that is clear and a hedge that’s still bare

The smell on the gatepost is from a new pooch

Who dared to do that?  I’ll just have to mooch

 

She’s watching me now as I pee on the verge

I’m looking around to see who may emerge

I look to the left and I look to the right

Oh no!  It’s the bulldog who gives me a fright

 

She’s watching me now and I’m really quite scared

That bulldog’s got fangs that are usually bared

And ready to nip me and call me bad names

Thank goodness!  Here’s Ben with the lovely James

 

There’s Pippa, she’s gorgeous, as good as a dollar

A bow in her hair and a sparkly collar

She loves me I know so I strut and I whistle

She leaves me a message to read, on a thistle

 

I do love the ivy, the holly and laurel

Daisies and clover and dock she calls sorrel

The evergreen leaves can hold best the scent

But privet can tell me who came and who went

 

We’ve done our short walk to welcome the day

And later we’ll go to the park for more play

With Harry and Enzo and Molly and Mark

There’ll be treats and bright balls – I so love the park

 

She’s watching me now and I’m home for a rest

I’ll head for the sofa, the view is the best

I’m watching her now and she’s making more tea

She’ll come and sit down, making more time for me

 

Poem, by Carolyn Luckhurst