There are places where our dog goes daft
and starts to prance and run in circles.
This can happen on a beach, on soft, dry sand,
in fluffy snow, or crossing mountain pastures,
on spongy, close-cropped turf.
One could probably find reasons
for such weird behaviour,
but I just like to see how wild she goes;
enjoy her fun;
her pointless, perfect show!
Robert Melliard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-dog-in-certain-places/
