George – Male – Red Wheaten- Russian Lines – Scottish Terrier Puppy -Reserved

Oh George, the fire in your stride,
A flash of gold, a flame of pride.
With fur like dawn and eyes aglow,
You charge ahead where others go slow.

No corner missed, no trail ignored,
You race through life, brave and adored.
A playful leap, a fearless bound,
With joy that shakes the very ground.

Red wheaten spark, you light the day,
In every bark, you have your say.
With tail held high and head held true,
The world’s a canvas made for you.

They see your fire, they feel your grin,
A wild heart wrapped in velvet skin.
But when you pause and come to rest,
It’s on the lap you love the best.

Oh George, so bold, so bright, so free,
You are exactly what joy should be.
A loyal soul with boundless cheer—
A spark, a storm, and always near.