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Am barking like crazy
will he listen to me?
Hoping for a walk over
cliffs to view the sea.
Ha! here he comes, holding my lead
'tis my lucky day.
My owner is elderly, and so am I,
We are the perfect pair.
Slowly we walk to our favoured place,
where ocean's salty breeze
blows puffs of air upon the face.
Hungry after my morning walk,
my food bowl uninspiring.
Dried food, ugh! this will not do
will vent my displeasure with a paw
Food noisily scatters over floor.
Hearing my owner "What's wrong old boy",
I bark my frustration.
Then decided to play sick,
that just might do the trick.
Heavy breathing with sad-eyed look
rolling over and pretending
death just opened its door.
Should be an actor, that's for sure.
My plan worked the refrigerator opens
where leftovers are carefully stored.
Smelling my dinner, smelling great
Replacing the dried food that I hate.
I have watched the TV,
the night seemed long
it's time to make a move.
Sneaking up old creaky stairs,
time for bed 'tis well to be first.
Lying in comfort feigning sleep,
with one eye open I take a peek.
Sensitive hearing there is a tread,
footsteps heading up to bed.
Mattress dips my owner's arrived
Voice in the dark says" Hello old boy,
We're still alive".
'Personification- Pets Talking '
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16/06/2022
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Copyright © Delice Arleen Skelly | Year Posted 2022
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