Belly-Up by Boo Bear Hatcher

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Note from Robin: I’ve been writing up a storm on my winter/spring 2026 release, so I asked Boo to fill in for me today. Always willing to oblige, she decided to share a poem (with some AI assistance, of course; her typing is atrocious).

photo of Boo with belly up


I flop upon the floor just so,
With paws up high and tail aglow.
You think it odd? Oh, don’t be shy.
This trick is meant to catch your eye.

It’s not surrender, not defeat,
It’s how I beg for something sweet.
A gentle rub, a loving pat.
My belly’s velvet, soft as that.

Your hand’s my joy, my daily prize,
It makes me squint my happy eyes.
And while you think you’re spoiling me,
I’m healing you. Can’t you see?

So every time I roll this way,
I’m really asking, “Please, let’s play!”
For life is better, here’s the catch:
When belly’s scratched, and hearts attach.

If your dog has written any poetry about belly rubs or anything else, please share in the comments!!

~robin

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  1. Awww, that is SO sweet – gave me a smile!!!
    And I love your pup’s photo.
    Several years ago I wrote a poem about my 4-legged boy and it brings tears to my eyes.
    Keep writing!

  2. I’m so so smart when I choose to be,
    But alas my tricks, they don’t come for free.

    I’ll sit, I’ll stay, and I can heel,
    For belly rubs, it’s all done with zeal!

    I’ll fetch, I’ll even speak on cue,
    I’ll come, I’ll shake, for treats that I’m due.

    My favorite thing though’s that big white truck.
    For a ride in it, I won’t roll in muck!

    I can be calm though, the bestest boy.
    My mission in life’s to bring you much joy.

    Henry Faeth (aka Damn Dog)🐾🐾🐾

  3. That is beautiful. I have a sweet baby too. She loves to have her belly rubbed and just snuggle next to me.

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