My golden brown cookie dog

My hand falls into her fur like
touching snow.
It’s licking me like she is trying
to lick my skin away.
Getting everything dirty like it’s
her job.
Her brown eyes like the colour
of bear’s fur.
Her sharp teeth like knives.
Making me feel better like
she knows something’s wrong.
Going crazy with tennis
like she will never see it
again.
Barking at things like it is
going to attack her and her
family.