Hide and Seek

It might have been a red herring,

but my aqueous,black nose was acutely correct.

On the lawn,over the fence,I heard them sparring.

The neurons in my small brain made the connect and I began to introspect.

Their gibberish dialect made no sense,

but my discerning eyes studied what detectives discounted.

Thick in excitement , my adrenaline was pumping up the suspense.

I knew just where to look ,below the sofa,just underneath the sheets folded.

Launching my nose into the pile,

I smelt extensively,rummaging for a while.

I needed to crack this case,

The last dying chance for a snack,and of course.. saving grace.

Been taunted corpulent,insipid and indolent,

I had become increasingly depressed and grievant.

The lights dimmed,the music halted,

There it was ,glistening its buttons on the spongy leather throne.*the drum roll sounded*

The cruel intransigent TV remote,

Phew! It payed off even though it spoilt my shiny coat.

Proud as a peacock, I shook my tail,:)

Bought back the kill to the sparring siblings,

Thus,giving them the opportunity to watch the adventures of ducktails,

and My big bowl of pedigree awaiting :)