Whenever my people enter
the house, I greet them
with great enthusiasm.
I love to sleep
most of the day,
especially near my
adopted mother.
When my adopted mother
is gone,
I get very depressed
and sullen.
I like to challenge
the big guys
and become very macho.
I ignore anyone
who is lower than me.
Why bother when
I know I will beat them?
Who am I?
© Elaine Wood-Lane
4/15/15
Today’s prompt was to write a riddle poem. Have you guessed who my riddle is about? I have to admit, this one is very personal and the general answer is easy, but then it gets more specific to me. It is Buddy, my Chihuahua dog and faithful companion for the last ten years. 😊