Louie

Mr. Snoofles

His name is Louie

Snoofly soft, silky sheened, bright eyed

Hypoallergenic, fine hair shaded black and white

Tuxedo colors flown proudly

At times we call him Mr. Snoofles

All his snorty sounds sniffling for effect

He does not walk, he graces the ground

With fleet-footed prancing maneuvers

He is a baby, my precious 9-month-old

Little Lion they call Him

Chinese Shih Tzu his hallowed heritage

Prideful in gleeful ignorance, love his only language

His face is smooshed,

Brachiocephalic, short snouted snoofler,

Big, Luminous brown eyes, capable of insane empathy

Innocence incarnate, till you catch him eating cat biscuits

We should have named Him Loyal

His unique power to produce smiles, chasing his own tail

To replace weary with cozy, clingy in the best way

His pristine freak flag able to project unadulterated joy

He’s a silly boy

Eating sticks, leaves, and everything else

Shoes also are amongst his treasured chew toys

A little prince in His kingdom

When I look at his clumsy self

I feel joy, and overwhelming protective parental love

I see a son, a four pawed familiar

I see a lazy couch potato, always down to chill