Dogs

“Go get it boy!” That’s all that it takes, And off at a gallop I go. I bring back the sticks, The balls and the toys; Whatever the boss wants to throw. What makes me obey, So eager to go, So needy to be his friend? When all that I get Is just kibbles and bits, And a well-aimed boot In the end!

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Frances Schiavina

Date: 6/5/2017 9:59:00 AM

Well said. Fun to read.

Dean Wood
Date: 6/5/2017 9:01:00 PM

Thanks Frances. This was fun to write.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/22/2017 6:32:00 PM

the ending is funny great!! Cute one, Dean.

Dean Wood
Date: 5/22/2017 8:45:00 PM

Ha, thank you Andrea. I mentioned below that this one doubles as office commentary. Depends on who the boss is. Thanks for stopping by. - Dean

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/22/2017 12:10:00 PM

The love of dogs, indeed puzzling! But those kibbles and bits are mighty good and perhaps a well-deserved kick in the rump every now and again, don't hurt so bad. It's a dog's life.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 5/22/2017 2:00:00 PM

LOL! Yes Dean, I see what you mean!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 5/22/2017 1:59:00 PM

LOL! Yes Dean, I see what you mean!

Dean Wood
Date: 5/22/2017 12:42:00 PM

Thanks Kim! If you get a chance, read this again as workplace commentary. I intended it both ways. -- Dean