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On a Leash

The dogs resist, the owners tug; The passersby who see that shrug For humans have the upper hand, Their pets attuned to their command. I often wonder what they’d choose To do instead, when they refuse – Remain in place to sniff a scent Or run to where the squirrel went. Perhaps they merely want it known That, more than any treat or bone, They really want to have a voice In where to go that is their choice. Alas, the ones who wear a leash, Who might be thinking, Really? Sheesh! Don’t have the chance to disobey Or, tethered so, to run away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 7/18/2021 4:08:00 PM
I think you were a doggie in another life " more than any treat or bone, They really want to have a voice" So empathetic Ilene!
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Date: 7/18/2021 3:21:00 PM
Love your dogs eye view of the situation:-) I much prefer them to be controlled and on a lead and well behaved than seeing them totally out of control!:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 7/18/2021 2:19:00 PM
I often think that about dogs. Though each might have a bone, they have a bone to pick too!
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Date: 7/18/2021 12:51:00 PM
Reminds me when we used to take our dog for a walk, it ended up he'd take us for a walk lol. Tom
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