Analysis of Pet

My son brought a one-year-old,                 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 bundle of foam,.      She attracted the children by her fluffy hair,  Her noise 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 by me only.