Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Moment to Savor

Just waking up from my catnap,

My sense of a bad scent does soar.

That darn dog has left a big crap

Right in the middle of the floor.

One of my humans comes into

The room not happy with the dog

Over the dump of number two,

Shouting a cussing monologue.

The dog looks for someplace to hide,

But the human follows the hound,

Pulling it by collar outside

To where the mutt is dog house bound.

A "purr"fect opportunity

For a big laugh to come from me.