Happy Eyes

Jak went mad in the garden.
He flew around with pure glee
I called his name, he said "Pardon?
I'm too excited, you see.
I cannot stop for a moment
I think I have found a new scent"
But I waited quite still til' he stopped
And finally got a close shot.
Then off he flew once again
Too busy to wait, that was plain.
He finally came back with wet paws
Leaving a trail on my floors.

Probably the worst poem yet by HevKK