We Have a Doggie Door
We have a doggie door, but it is not only used by dogs.
It has been used by cats, a bunny, snakes, and frogs.
We are not surprised to see a golden retriever even when we do not have one.
Living in the country, it is not surprising to see a new animal in the house daily.
It is spring time here. The high is seventy-two today, no animal should want to be in.
I want to live outside today myself, yet, here they come – a little parade of woodland creatures.
The skunks come first we stand back and try not to irritate or annoy them.
Then the opossums. They are great because they eat wood ticks off our skin.
It is terrific! I tell my husband; so glad we have a dog-door.
You are the animal-lover, not me, he says. The cat ran in twice today.
Shark is an outdoor cat, he knows this, but possibly the smell of the tiny black mouse
Living under the refrigerator was too enticing to resist.
I had hoped that Shark who has his own outside kill room caught said mouse.
But no, at midnight I heard the shriek-scream of a five-year-old girl.
My husband who does not like any animals except the dog, a spoiled cocker spaniel.
All the bare feet around here and the mouse had to pick his to prance across?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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