Can I just say that I think your
That you bought from those fancy
Breeders with the shiny
Wood floors in Oxford,
Looks fucking miserable now that he
Has graduated from obedience school?
I don't mean to be rude but puppies
Want to do puppy things and puppy
Things do not include walking on
Treadmills with low resistance,
Just like you don't eat your food
Off the ground,
And Purina doesn't expect you to,
Just your dog.
And the poor thing looks like a MilkBone
Which means that Obedience School
Made sure to schedule bath time for
Your precious jewel,
Probably an added bonus to the 2,000
Dollar fee you keep mentioning.
And he still jumps, so I think he missed
Class on Tuesday,
Or came in last place,
To the Rottweiler down the hall.
And I know you've said you must be patient,
And I applaud you,
My Berner still pees on himself,
And he jumps his 125 pounds into the air,
Like he's a tiny frog,
He doesn't understand the phrase
But knows that he cannot switch
My gears while I'm driving,
So he responds to "GET BACK"
When we are two minutes away from
But he doesn't hump my leg,
And he smells like a dog,
He is scared of treadmills,
And chooses to pee only on
So I'd say I did well,
Without obedience school,
Though thank you
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