Among humans, smiling is expression denoting pleasure;
Their happiness, is to my own amusement,
Especially when a mouse finds me.
And so I take it to Daddy for him to see; that my job you know,
I leave it in the hallway, not to miss then I know he’s pleased.
It is distinct from his similar, usually involuntary expression of anxiety known as a grimace….
When I watch
On his face when he discovers the mice I gave him is still alive.
Although, with smiles he convey his confusion to my habit,
Daddy still loves me, nonetheless,
And all I can do is smile
And I say cheese
Smiling right back at me.