Bella Luna, fluff parade, Snowball with a fashion grade, Eight years old and still a star— More fab than all Kardashians are.
A Maltese Bichon, soft and white, She naps all day, she owns the night. She guards the couch like it's a throne— Just try to move her. She won't go alone.
She’s dressed…
In Inwood’s leafy parliament, Where mutts convene and time is bent, There reigns a pup of noble pose — Miss Lilian, with muddy toes.
A mix of breeds? That’s putting light On genes that met at speed of fright. A shepherd's stance, a husky’s flair, And terrier twitches in midair.
Her nose knows things we’ll…