True stories in haiku format from the point of view of my darling dog, Verity.

Kebabs are left out.
Lady has said "do not eat."
I ate twelve kebabs.

Sandwich left on couch.
I really like ham, not bread.
I'll only eat ham.

I have made a fart.
Sir is blaming the lady.
They will never know.

Small girl smells funny.
TRAITOR! It's another dog.
No kisses for her.

Someone's at the door.
Time to alert the lady.
BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK!

Neighbour dog is here.
She is most irritating.
She eats all my food.