Though two feet away
You, my five pound Yorkie,
Faced him off,
His five points
Pointing to y(our face.
You stood there
Barking,
While Death
Seemed amused,
And the fence gave protection.
But there is no fence
Around the corner.
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The above poem is from my recent book of poetry, Odds and Ends. Freddy died several years ago. Now we have Sophie, see Guard Dog: Sophie and the Deer.
See also Buck Buckling