My adorable puppy takes me where I need to go. Driving through the mountains and through the blizzarding snow.

She still bears her bright candy apple cloak with shooting stars of silver. Her mileage may be getting high, but I know deep down her gas tank will never leave me dry.

She may have a little dent here and there, and a wee bit of rust in the shape of a pear. Uncle Danny may keep telling me to get a new model. But dangit puppy and I go together like fine champagne and a wine bottle.

My puppy I do love so dearly, even though I cringe when inspection time comes yearly. Oil changes, insurance and speeding tickets galore, I just don't know what I would do without my puppy anymore.

She and I are like two peas in a pod. She never complains when a mechanic pokes and prods. Driving over rough roads I hear my puppy creak and moan. And every time something else goes wrong I can't help but let out a frustrated groan.

Her right taillight may leak when it rains, but I'd get it fixed if I had any brains. Her tires are kinda bald and not fit for Buffalo weather. But I'd get new ones if I had more brains than a feather.

Oh I do love my little red puppy so, and I'll be kicking and screaming to keep her until her very last tow.

Written & Copyrighted by Jesslan
14 June 1999