Saturday, 3 October 2015

A dog's day

I love to play
On my own terms
I love my food
Bones are always acceptable
I'm not sure about walking though
I have an inward compass
Indicating one direction
And one only :home
I've got two speeds
Full one running after the ball
Parading is the second
Here I go, proud as can be
The ball caught
Here comes the frisbee
I'm in quandary
Drop the ball and catch the frisbee
What a bother to have only one mouth
Sun setting time to jump in 
My own bed in the laundry
Warm and cosy with my own heat pack!
Goodnight all, let's play tomorrow!


Lucette C. Bailliet 
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