The Joy of Watching My Dog
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Written on 7/8/2023
I own a beautiful, stubborn, long sliver and blond silky Yorkie.
I've had him since he was six weeks. His kind of quirky,
But now fourteen, beautiful white teeth, far from being porky.
I love to watch him. He'll stretch before he gets out of bed.
He rarely barks, but whines to be taken outside or fed.
He hates his walks and will sit; on the way home his far ahead.
He cries all the time his taking a bath. He groans
And his back looks like an ocean wave along his spine bones
When his hair is being combed, he'll make little moans.
He is a master at being very stubborn when he does not
Want to do what you want him to do. He does sleep a lot.
I love him so much and is spoiled a lot, but he is all I've got.
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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