Conversing with his Puppy Fred
Johnny sat on the tire swing speaking to his pup
He stared at the ground, and he rarely looked up.
No one understood him as well as Fred, of course.
He had a cat, two bunnies, a chicken and a horse.
But Fred was an appreciative audience for sure.
His listening ears were perked, his manner was pure.
He did not miss a word, and he was cuddly too.
Johnny felt much better after this conversation was through.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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