When decorating out of doors
and flinging paint around,
it does not do to focus, wrapt
and fail to scan the ground.
For, hurtling Sherpa, mischief-bound,
ignoring paint – a blur –
darts ‘neath the generously painted ‘van
and undercoats her fur!
The paint is solvent-based you see,
it will not wash, alack!
A quick call to my local vet:
“You’ll have to trim her back.”
Imagine me, the scissors poised,
with ball of Sherpa-fun.
Reluctant to be sheared or worse,
she’s off – at rapid run.
What shall I do? I puzzle loud,
then stop and laugh I must –
young Sherpa’s solved the problem –
she’s rubbed it off in dust!
So let this be a lesson
to all who fret and yearn –
young Sherpa has the answer
and I’ve still a lot to learn!