I’m almost domesticated…

I’m almost domesticated…
My butlers did it to me…
With all those liver treats and biscuits…
Turning my ferocious spirit into a lap pup…
But today I am going to reject that notion…
And listen to the wolf inside.

There are too many layers on top of my original design…
Making me seem like everyone’s pup…
A prisoner to the supper bowl…
A slave to the sound of kibble.

But be careful…
My bite is not painless…
Ask the black snake that wandered into my yard…
Or the goose who thought its squawk would scare me away.

So, which will it be today…
Annie or the wolf…
You never know…
So, be careful when you see me crouched on the ground…
I may mistake you for a copperhead.

Grrrr!

Oh, I mean….

I love you,

Annie