"Shall We Dance?"

Does Java, (he, the Bichon/Terrier), know this
little soul (she, Sunny) is a lot like him?

She, too, can roll over and crawl across the floor
and rise up on all fours.

She, too, is small, and can splay on her back
and limb dance in the air.

Are they communicating though some aura?
Through small murmurs and gentle nose touches,
where wet kisses know no boundaries?
There are no fears.

The Splay. A position of vulnerability.
So accepting, So trusting. An endearing moment.
“Shall we dance?”

(Java is our mascot and Sunny is his friend)