A mound of fur,tongues, tails, clumsy paws,and deep brown eyes,laughing with theecstasy of play
The heap seems its own creature,without distinction betweenseparate bodies
Teeth nip, paws bat,tongues kiss, tails flashfrom side to side,a blur of pure happiness
With playful growls andtackles and pounces,with not one care or worry,the play of puppies isbeautiful to behold

Standish, Maine