The pitter patter of little feet,
running down the hall to meet
me at the door each day,
takes a ton of stress away.
How can you think of school,
when you’re covered in dog drool?
Percy has been with me,
since I was only three.
Every night he lays his head,
at the foot of my bed.
Annabeth soon was there,
they are like a matching pair.
Anna took to my brother,
like there was no other.
Kam and Anna would never stay
still for long, they’d always play.
Next came Niko to the troupe,
three boys, three dogs, what a group!
They say dogs are man’s best friend,
I will believe that until the end!
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