It’s a dog’s life!!!
Huh our mistress has left us again she must have went to work.. after she tethered us at Grandad’s gate and driven off in beserk.. but what’s that on old Pops face.. he’s smiling with a smirk..Wowee nice one Grandpa as he hands us a doggy jerk
Ooh I love those tastey treats that he gives us every day.. he really is most generous as the pair of us do play..until we hear our leads rattle and of course we are on our way.. walkies with old Grandpapa down the dene’ and along the bray
“Darcey is my sister and the two of us are chums.. she is following the farmyard ducks devouring their crumbs..as Mother duck is quacking at her with such harrasing hums and her fourteen doddery ducklings keep close to their mums
Our mistresses Mother doesn’t like us in the house.. tho we wouldn’t bark..we’d be as quiet as a mouse.. but she loves to see us just like her old spouse.. Eeeh it’s a dog’s life though we really shouldn’t grouse...
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Hey, Jill, I always like the flow of your poetic prose - stream of consciousness-stuff ? (I am more of a cat person at home, though all animals are always welcome for cuddles of being fed...) we had our tree doctor last week, who's always bringing his dog. So, I took his dog for walkies, s=omthing I hadn't done for about forty years (@home there were two dogs, left the house at 20 and then there were nomore woofs... miss them sometimes, but as the work takes up too much of my time, I would pity them and I dont want to foist them up on my wife who did npot grow up having pets... I housetrained hert into loving cats ?)
Awww thank you so much John my poetic friend and loved hearing about your now meow and past woofy life ❤️??