walking the dog

He brought my dog back,
so i thanked him,
scruffy little thing, cocky
as the three crows standing there
tormenting Pete.
Wanted to know how come
he wasn't at school,
seeing as he only came up to my chin.
'Me mums in natural labour,'
without turning a hair, or missing
a beat.
Though i took a step
backwards.
'Blimey,' I said, and continued
the conversation.
Turns out he's well acquainted
with the requirements
of a future sibling,
being one of eight.
His life's not the same as mine,
I thought..We 'cheerio'd'
each other, at the park gate.