Misfire

My Missy girl thinks she’s a boy;
she lifts her leg on plants to pee,
a fact that would my wife annoy
except for dog anatomy.

She sights it in and takes her aim:
persistence, not a thing she lacks.
Results, though, ever are the same;
her line of fire: straight out the back.

There's possibly a lesson here,
Though one I will not stretch too far:
No matter what the world may see,
Some things you aren't, some things you are.

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L Milton Hankins

June 12, 2022 at 6:44 PM

I understand perfectly. Our little Jose squatted to pee until he was about a year old. When he finally learned to lift his leg, he peed everywhere he could prop it up. Never could house train him, so we let him go on pee pads. We loved him anyway. He was a chihuahua, so tiny, and so hard to discipline.