
06/21/2025
Daisy Grace, the Goldendoodle dear,
To the grooming parlor, she brought good cheer,
Though a haircut wasn't on the day's list,
She emerged so stunning, a sight not to miss.
With soft fluffy curls, like clouds in the sky,
An eight-year-old beauty, she caught every eye,
From stubborn beginnings, through patience and care,
Now grooming's a breeze, a joy we both share.
Her coat gleamed with prisms, a soft golden glow,
Her spirit so bright, like a sun-kissed meadow,
Happy belated birthday, sweet girl, wild and free,
In each little triumph, you're a treasure to me.
With pride in my heart, I watch you transform,
A loving companion, able to perform.
Dear Daisy Grace, continue to shine,
With every new groom, youβre simply divine. ππΎ