My Dogs Have Fun Outside

Beau my young dog gazes toward the west He stands, barks, and runs up the driveway He comes back from the east Meaning he has circled the house He stares at me plunks down and puts his head on his front paws I hear other dogs barking At least two, from the south Beau does not seem to notice them A loud rough bark from my right startles me It is Buddy, my big dog; I did not know he was there He begins running up the driveway, Beau chases him They are barking as if bandits with machetes are up there Lopping off the neighbor’s heads and feet. They come back from the east, With long tongues and happy smiles.