When it's warm outside
And the air is thick
Mom takes me for a walk
It's her little trick
I walk very fast
And wear myself out
Shorter walks on these days
Safer for puppy, no doubt
When we get home
Cool air greets my face
I head to the porch
To my favorite space
Worn out, panting hard
I lay on the tile
A 20 minute walk
Feels like a mile
No energy for mischief
No jumping on Chloe
No shredding of pillows
No begging for treats
"Good walk," Mom says
Patting my head
A smile on her face
As I lay on my bed.
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