The Journey Inward

"Where's the pup?" my partner said,
And panicked thoughts raced through my head.
For Spencer is never not by our side,
He never gives us a berth this wide!

I ran upstairs and there he was,
Over by his crate because
He'd stolen peppermint bark to eat,
Find it a yummy treat!

An Internet search did not look good,
And a call to the vet confirmed we should
Get him there straight away,
Feeling sick?  No, he wanted to play!

His stomach pumped and vitals checked,
We went back home to watch and inspect.
But not a change could we perceive,
Our 12 pound puppy was fine - hard to believe!

He liked his visit and made friends,
And maybe that's why we went back again,
Two months later when he stole grapes,
And the situation proved to have high stakes!

Vomiting induced and bloodwork done,
Yet nothing phased our Little One.
He was perky and outgoing,
Though we looked bad, he made quite a showing!

Full of mischief, but the cutest face,
We always have to give him grace.
He gazes deeply into our eyes,
Paws on our chest, he is our sweet prize.

Photo:  August, 2022.