My dog just scared me so bad.
In bed, he growled, and went mad!
He insisted, he must go
Downstairs, and he cussed, so
I didnt see what choice I had.
I worried, was it a thief?
I didnt know what was his beef!
He barked his way downstairs
And all of my neck hairs
Stood up out of fear of a creep.
He demanded he go out the door.
so I let him, I couldnt ignore.
He sniffed and he looked
but he found not a crook
For good measure he let out a roar.
So now we are back in our bed.
I think he just played with my head.
If I was still drinking,
My AV'd be winking
But, no drink, or I'd lose my cred!