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| "Let me in!" |
has short stubby legs
and a ginormous barrel chest.
People laugh and say,
"He's put together wrong!"
He likes to dig,
play tugga,
and once,
he killed a skunk.
Evenings, while I watch tv,
he snoozes with a big doggy smile on his face.
If I stop rubbing his belly,
he opens an eye, lifts a paw and wants more.
I like to watch him sleeping
with his little legs
and barrel chest,
all the while marveling
at his little body in its Perfection.
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For Day 9 of the April thang.
He is perfection and so is this poem! The relationship we have with our best friends 🐕 is always perfection! Love this Shay and he is the cutest!!!
ReplyDeleteOur dog--no matter how "imperfect" they might seem to others--is always perfect to us.
ReplyDeleteAwwww, Zacky! Reminds me of Ms Jasmine. I could pat her for an HOUR and the minute I stopped, her nose would fling my arm up: more, more! LOL. I miss her. I get to pat dogs here, but it isnt like living with one.
ReplyDeleteYeah, your awwwwsomeness amazes
ReplyDeleteME sometimes, too. Why?
sHe created only ONE of you
in the whole, wide universe.
Absolutely NTHN else N threw
away the mold.
Join me Upstairs, miss