Analysis of The pet

My son brought a one-year-old dog,        
 He named her Jin,a golden retriever,.         My wife and I didn't like the pet,              But we were compelled to look after it.
                                                                         She came near me when my son out,           I touched her with some doubt,.                She behaved very well with a bark,              
 I put her in the kennel of dark.                
                                                                         She roamed like a queen in the home,    
 Her tail looked like a bunch of foam,.      She attracted the children by her fluffy hair, Her bark mingled in the air.                            
                                                                                I moved by her wagged tail,                     
 And she became a part of our life,       
 Now she never went out lonely,.              She accompanied with me only.