Eight weeks old when he came to live with me
Changing my life, giving boundless love and joy.
Called him Wiggy because of his floppy ears
One white, other brown, swept back when he ran.
Boisterous, adventurous, sweet with dogs and cats
Delighting in human company, always happy
Loving to run and fetch a stick, daily walks
Sniffing scent trails, running fit to burst.
Sitting on my lap as I watched TV