our tornado Beau
a tornado went through the house last week
messing up the living room
spreading dog chews and treats all over the place
the back bedroom looks like a war zone
pieces of paper have been torn into little bits
in all shapes and sizes, all colors
the tornado has a name
his name is Beau
he is our golden retriever puppy
recovering from surgery, he is not supposed to run or jump
he is doing both, and he is destroying the house
one room at a time
we understand he is a puppy
this lasts about two years
we have eighteen months to go
so in no hurry to do the clean up
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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