dust dog

With her nose buried in the lamb She walked cheerfully to bed Lying down on the warm blanket Shorskoy touched the pillows They lay down together to fall asleep The sun's rays did not let in The curtains blocked the light They made it so easy to fall asleep They slept, their steps woke them up They grabbed her by the collar They pulled her off the bed, removed the pieces of wool As their owner called them "dust" Holding the lamb with her teeth, she watched as the blanket was cleaned She became sad, she understood from now on She is a woolly dog - "a dog of dust"