Governor Davis

Your fur spikes

With fury

Like soldiers rising to meet the call of war

Your muzzle quivers with hope,

flickering in the stillness,

That they might take one step too far

Your teeth show

Like blades drawn by a careful chef,

Honed for the moment

Your growl is the last act of kindness

That says "turn back,

Danger lives here"

Then your feet rip through the grass

Cleaner than a mowers blades

Your growl now roars

Not asking

But commanding

"Run or else"

Everyone sees a monster

Wild, broken, and dangerous

But I know what you are

You’re a blade drawn

Only for one cause

To protect me

So when the other dog’s ownerssay

“A dog is just a reflection of their owner”

I say…

Thank you