Brainstorm

You really can’t pin down our dog.

He’s too jittery, like a five-year-old after going through a bag of Halloween candy.

He’s an instinctive beast, who’ll switch into dingo mode on a whim

But he won’t hesitate to rest his head on your knee.

His bark has the crash of cymbals, but when he’s done he’s a sloth on his limb (our couch),

His tongue flapping around like the tag on a new pair of jeans.

Our other dog's a little quieter.