That dog again

It’s a sunny day.
I’m out on the deck enjoying the warmth.
I climbed up on the rail . Looked out over the yard.
Nothing but green grass and trees.
No signs of life down the hill.
Hopping off the rail to the deck I saw that dog again.
You know that black and white dog that chewed my tail off.
Getting back up on the table I looked over to see
if she was staying put.
I won’t take any changes with my life if she’s around.
Oh great!
Now that dog’s under the table I’m standing on.
She’s still hanging around.
I may be spending my day up on this table.