Twin Trouble

When our two tiny black dogs
accompany us in indoor 
venues ensconced in their
over-the-shoulder carry bags
they are noticed by everyone,
cooing how adorable they are.
Like parents of sweet-appearing
children who are often dreadfully
behaved, we smile with the
knowledge that our two enfants
terribles are more accustomed to
ripping about boisterously and
seeking out mischief than posing
as cute, mute little creatures
of malleable temperament. We
offer acknowledgement of
compliments to confirm wryly 
that yes, they have trained us
well. An admission that unleashes
fond memory in the dog-adoring
public of their own endearing
companionship of beloved pets
long gone, never forgotten.