Office Dogs

I crack a drawer of doggy treat stash
And kibble klatchers cease chasing balls
Then stampede into my area en masse,
Ricocheting off the cubicle walls.
Brad protects us from UPS deliveries
Silly Ruckus is just how his name sounds
Gus likes to squeeze between my knees
Poppy’s a pro on biscuit begging rounds.
Mila’s part seagull, vocal and skittish,
Lily is content to tailgate Poppy around,
Old Pete is reserved and maybe British,
Puppy Kia runs paper clips to ground.
Pure adoration with no gripes nor lies
Drips from tongues hanging like pink neckties.