Oh Georgie, the brave, with a swagger so wide,

Like butter in sunshine, he’d melt when he tried.

Tough as a tank but a heart full of cheer,

He barked, “You are safe!” and made sure all could hear.

He taught us of loyalty, grit, and delight,

Of tail-wagging mornings and warm snuggled nights.

Then came Queen Lilly, a diva so bold,

With eyes that demanded the world to unfold.

She barked out her orders with flair and with sass,

“More treats!” she insisted, “And fluffier grass!”

But behind all her drama and royal decree,

Was a cuddle machine, as sweet as could be.

Now Studebaker bounced into our tale,

A Detroit street orphan with joy on his trail.

He zoomed and he wiggled, a whirlwind of fun,

With ears at full mast like a ship on the run.

So loyal, so tender, and tuned to our soul,

With every head tilt, he made our hearts whole.

Last comes Miss Lexi, a soft stormy swirl,

Tough on the outside, a sensitive girl.

She guards like a warrior, brave and intense,

But inside she’s worried you’ll hop the backyard fence.

She loves with a fierceness, she clings with her eyes,

Jealous if someone else wins the last prize.

Four dogs, four hearts, all beating as one,

Our days filled with barking, adventure, and fun.

Each taught us something no book ever could—

About life, about love, about being understood.

So here’s to our pack, both the near and the far,

Each pawprint a poem, each soul a bright star.