The Small Dog’s Complaint…

Dear writer…


I know you’ve only got two legs

And elephants have four,

But honestly, you sound like one

When walking ‘cross the floor.


It’s every night; I go to bed

And settle down to sleep,

You stumble round, make so much noise

‘T would make the Sandman weep!


Perhaps you ought to take more care?

Maybe you need to diet?

Or go to bed before I do…

Or maybe, just be quiet!


Dear Small Dog, are you being fair?

I’m quiet as a mouse!

I tiptoe through the pitch dark night

To navigate the house.


I open doors and close again

With care so they won’t creak,

It’s only when I find a bone

Barefooted, that I squeak.


If, on occasion, I might groan,

Or even, sometimes, curse,

It’s ’cause I’ve found a soggy chew,

A tennis ball, or worse!


You’ve left me mangled spiders out

For unshod feet to find,

While I protect your slumber, dog,

By walking bare and blind.


And what about your nightly dreams

That wake me with a start?

Bone-chilling growls and sudden barks

Designed to stop my heart?


Dear writer, that’s ’cause I’m on guard

And while you’re counting sheep,

I’m chasing all the monsters off…

You need your beauty sleep!


Published by Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:

69 thoughts on “The Small Dog’s Complaint…

  1. Now Duke, once he’s out, he’s OUT. Two things will wake him: me opening the refrigerator or calling him from the kitchen … or he hears the neighbors dog outside. He has an issue with the neighbor’s dog. We keep TELLING him that they are allowed to have a dog of their own, but as far as he is concerned, if he can see it from the yard or window, it OUR LAND and no other dog may tread there … unless he or she is part of our family. That’s okay.

    Also, the squirrels on the deck make him crazy, but they are asleep at night … as I should be. Sleep well, dog and servant of dog. Tomorrow is yet another weird day.

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  2. That’s an absolutely great poem Ani. They are noisy aren’t they and yes they do moan! And bang around …
    They do not appreciate how much we do for them. Lots of love Ruby.πŸ’œπŸ’œ

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  3. Oh Ani, this is a wonderful poem, and all will understand your complaint. But this one “Maybe you need to diet?” is wicked. πŸ˜‰ You should consider building a own house into the garden.Only for you, and perhaps some visitors, you love. Michael


  4. Ani, you sound like me. My tow legged gets up in the middle of the night to use a noisy room and then comes back and bounces me around in the bed. I’ve swatted her once or twice for that! Your friend,Garfield.


    1. I’m not surprised, Garfield. Mine waits to use the noisy room till I’m asleep…an I always lay across its door. Wakes me up, every time. At last mine stays put once she’s in bed πŸ˜‰ xx


  5. Brilliant! I can see both sides – well argued! And thanks for making me laugh in a week that I need some cheer more than ever. πŸ™‚


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