Little Ollie, so bubbly and bright
Eyes sparkling the summer light
running around with your tail so high
leaping through the air to catch a fly
and bouncing onto the garden chairs
to watch Jasper sleep beneath the stairs.
All you want to do is yap and play
although your tongue hangs out this hot day.
Little Ollie, as pure as the snow
here i am, and walking we will go.