When first I saw him he was
A little fur ball…
Black and white
Drooping ears…a nose so wet
He was named Chess
And as time flew
Into the family and in size
He grew…
Each morning he woke me up
As he snuggled into my blanket
His curly tail wagged with delight
Every time I came home!
With a grin on his face
And undying enthusiasm
He hunted insects…
Or at least tried to.
Corn and mangoes
Where things he loved
Besides chewing on his
Plastic toys…
Unruly he was
A real brat at times
But nonetheless adorable
With mischievous eyes
To spin around
And try to hold his tail
Was how he tried
To express his anger
Home was his kingdom
No part unexplored
He the undisputed king
Loved and pampered by all
But one fine day…
He decided to leave
Everyone stunned…
He left forever…
No time to prepare
For the sudden shock…
Not a chance to see him
For that one last time…
Now as he lies in his grave so deep
I feel he will just jump up barking
Come wagging his tail once again
Or maybe…I will have to just wait
For the truth to sync in…
