He climbs out of bed, doesn’t bother to change, walks downstairs to kick ALL of

Their tails, and then returns to bed .

Sleepwalking was his favorite pastime, during the day and part of the night

Seeing the others and their ways of the world, dealing with life’s fright

Noise and commotion was heard by him, and he raced down the steps

The living room parlor was filled with dogs, cats and others crazy pets

The front door flew open, and out they poured to the grassy lawn

The others hid in the house, and stayed away from the inner harm