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*Sunny at Hocking Hills, Ohio*

There he goes!
Dashing across the prairie like a hound dog
He is a lightning bolt
He is a wonder
He is my small white dog full of energy
Galloping across the tall rye grass with not a care in the world
We come here to relax and collect our thoughts
We come here to remove ourselves of the pressures of the world
A log cabin, steaks, historical movies and our dog
Sunny is the child we never had between us 
There he goes!
Dancing amidst the tulips and daffodils
That was a million years ago 
And now our lives are so different
Sunny craves his time away from home too
Now he goes in the back yard chasing squirrels and birds
Howling at the first hint of their arrival
He’s my little mixed breed
He’s my little thunder
Watch out animals in our yard
He is on the prowl
This incessant barking
This incessant howling
I simply open the back door and Sunny goes to town!

Gwendolen Rix
8-29-14

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