Who came up with the idea of giving me a tail? Who could have ever dreamed up such a thing? The result is absurd! A long fuzzy stick, sticking out of my butt…come on!
Yet, somehow, it seems adorable to human souls… Sometimes even receiving a ripple of applause… It is the first thing everyone notices… Making everyone wonder how anything on this earth could be so happy.
Of course, I cannot talk like you…
I speak in groans, grumps and wags… I’m not sure anyone would understand me without wags… Yet, few know, I have at least 6 different ways of moving my tail… This roll and wag is saying right now, “I love you!”
My tail is like a song from the meadowlark… Always making my intention and attitude known… Drooping when I’m lonely, perky when I’m not… And often, I don’t even know what it is doing.
Hey, I have an idea… How about you borrow my tail for a day of play… We’ll sprinkle it with a little gold dust… You’ll be off, top speed…
But warning…there is no way to hide your emotions when you have one!
I love you,
Annie