Dog Thoughts

I looked at my dog and felt nothing but envy. 
Gumdrop nose between beaty eyes.
You feel no pain, no sorrow.
You pee on the carpet and get fed from a blue bowl.
Your cousin died and you
did not even know.
Blissful is the world when the power of deep contemplation
does not exist.
A rotten mitt and one tooth hanging on yet
Your tale waggles on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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July 10, 2026 at 12:10 PM
Just one questionable item exists in your writing: In your second line, "beaty" does not fit there. That is an informal word that refers to music. It looks like you wanted to describe your dog as having "beady" eyes. Everything else looks good.
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