Fitz and the Vent

’twas a mystery

that the floor vent was missing

gone; vanished; not there

I asked who stole it

Who would steal a vent? he quipped

I thought we had ghosts

our dog naps on it

in the summer to stay cool

but a Schnoodle thief?

how would he take it?

it’s heavy ~ and he has no

fingers to raise it

why would he want it?

still, my husband checked the bed

it was underneath

we both scratched our heads

he retrieved the vent, replaced

it in his closet

and then we heard it

bumping against the wood floors

when we checked, we saw

Fitz’s collar tag

was caught in the metal slats

as he dragged it out

one mystery solved:

we removed his collar tags

unchained his anchor