Home Alone

Routine is changed

Bags packed

Placed bye the door

They think

I don’t know

Haven’t noticed

They are going somewhere

Maybe we are all going

They took me before

Taking things to the hudaroo

I follow them back and forth

I try to jump in the hudaroo

They put me in the house

Shutter the windows

Pat my head

Promise to return

I turn my back to them

I know what they are doing

Lock the door

I’m alone

The hudaroo roars down the drive

I sadly sing

My tribal song to myself

Will they ever return

Purr, purr, purr

Home alone ---- again

Note:  We were thinking how it must be from Beau's point of view.  When we get ready to go somewhere he knows, follows us, and then when he figures out he isn't going, he is very sad.