Poem-A-Day Contest - Day 4

Her Name is Dog

She is indescribable,
a freaky little thing.
She turned up in the yard one day
and been here since the spring.

She's short and wide, pug-faced and white
and has the strangest features
A ridge of fur along her back
makes her a freaky creature.

Her legs can't be four inches long
She's wide as she is tall
The brightest eyes gaze all around
as if she gets it all.

This is no dog, my friends all cry
She has a sense of humor
Everyone says she's human
I swear it's just a rumor.

She's sharp as a tack, and oh so smart
although a bone treat hog.
I named her Lil' Bit for short
But always call her Dog.