What Am I?
I run around my happy home,
and chase my wretched tail,
until soon enough I head back,
to my significant resting place.
I am wicked white,
with brown spots,
and I take a whiff of air,
with my mighty midnight nose.
My sleek paws climb me to sleep,
and anyone who dares to disturb
him, will be growled upon.
The night-guarder
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