Benightedly Foolish

They are small, black-haired, a virtual binary
power-pair that most observers cannot tell
apart. The power lies in her capacity to play
him like her helpless puppet. Twins in
appearance, singularly opposite in personality
she is deviously impetuous and he, little
follower, is sadly foolish never learning from
countless episodes where she has led him
into potential danger, herself expeditiously
evacuating the area in contention to leave him
fending desperately for himself. Beside
themselves with the joy of freedom off
leash on forest trails  they ecstatically race off
and about, challenging each other to races and
acrobatics then come to sudden stiff alerts
at the oncoming presence of other dogs. It
is she who becomes a raving, barking
proprietor of all they survey and more, and he
who heroically breaks into a headlong dash
echoing her frantic barks, she prodding him
forward until invariably the target intruder
fed up with this upstart impertinence moves
toward them, and she hurriedly departs while
her brother dutifully carries on, yet visibly
shrinking into himself while courageously
facing the larger dog who sniffs disdainfully
and snubs them both while they feebly and
hysterically shriek their disfavour; toy dogs.