Trip To the Creek

Going on the mule To that special place On the creek enjoying The cool water negative Ions that refresh one's Soul, restoration of Spirit for it had been A week since time to restore Rocky running, playing Off and on the mule Disappears, wonder Where that dogs gone Probably off finding Really stinky bone Bleat, bleat, bleat What is that sound Is it a goat or sheep Where is the world Would that be coming From, there are not Any of those animals Around here, at least There has not been In years and years Rocky comes into View with something Hugh in his mouth It is being swung Back and forth Back and forth Long legs, very long legs Why it is a baby deer He is so proud of his catch How does one explain To a rat terrier that Deer does not fit Into the catagory Of small farm prey That is on the list Of animals that he kills