Sense Sonnet - Acher

Barney

My husband, Scott, and I found him
Wandering in the neighborhood.
He adopted us on a whim.
Barney, the mutt, had us for good.
We had 3 kids and raised them fine,
With Barney there to supervise.
The years went by; nature's design
Crippled Barney before our eyes.
Barney was now an old, sick pup.
We both knew what had to be done.
Scott put Barney in the pickup.
I also saw Scott had his gun.

Scott said Barney quickly died.
Then Scott sat down. We cried and cried.