The Puppy's Adventure 4

Lucky is bored, a tiny yawn, Another sunny, backyard dawn. The grass was green, the flowers bright, But Lucky longed for some real delight!

A flash of fur, a whiskered face, Cat appeared with stealthy grace. "Hey, Lucky pup," she softly purred, "This backyard's small, haven't you heard?

The world beyond, a wondrous place, With smells to sniff and paths to trace!" Lucky's tail began to wag, Ready for adventure in his doggy bag!

They squeezed beneath the garden gate, A world of wonders to anticipate! A buzzing bee, a fluttery wing, New sounds the happy breezes sing.

They chased a squirrel up a tree, (Cat climbed higher, naturally!) They sniffed at roses, red and bold, A story in each petal told.

They crossed a puddle, muddy brown, And met a frog with a ribbiting sound. They barked at butterflies so free, A joyful puppy symphony!

But shadows grew, the sun descended, Their energy was nearly expended. Back through the gate, they slowly crept, Their secret, sleepy, safely kept.

The backyard now, a welcome sight, Bathed in the moon's soft, gentle light. Curled up together, side-by-side, The puppy slept, with Cat as guide.

Tired and happy, paws tucked neat, The greatest adventure, oh so sweet! The backyard world, now rich and deep, While Lucky dreamed a puppy sleep.