Baxter

That dog bares his teeth but don’t you know, he’s nose to nose with a very long kid who grew up with him I try to rub his fur as he runs along, never looking back meanwhile he plays kissy-kiss with the linebacker I grab him bold a paw stumbles over each hand his teeth in a fitful state scores my forearm and hand Still if I have a chip, he hears the crunch, knows I might toss it on the floor because he goes all in if I finger-feed I picked up the Sports page, not to hit, I’d never… but to put between me and him does the trick The kid’s not the alpha… neither am I, but someone better be. My sis snatches him up, “Good Dog, Baxter.” Who are you kidding…bad dog…bad dog but he’s a nice bit of fur, looks like an ewok — he’s working it for a chip… 1/10/2022 *Name of the dog’s changed to protect the innocent or is it the guilty…lol