.............Having A Dog's Life This Morning? Poem by elysabeth faslund

Flummoxed, like rain
On the backyard dog,
Chained to no home,
Foodbowl empty.

What can I do for you,
Yard Guardian?
'Well, I say, Gladstone,
A slice of cherry cake,

And a spot of Jaegermeister
Would make this morning
Dandy. No chain in the rain.'
Whoa, Bubba! You're a dog!

'Your point being....? ' My
Point? My point...hmmmmm...
You have a point there...
Dammit! What about 'it's a

Dogs life'? 'I wag my tail,
Bark a bit, muddy paws
All over your clothes, and
Fold your heart with these

Big, brown eyes. Do you
Know how boring that IS?
You won't give me chocolate,
The vet shoots my buttt,

And Purina sucks! No
Insurance, and 24/7, I'm
Guarding YOU? ' Uh, uh,
Well, I pet you!

'Oh, that just fills my hours
With robust adventure! Look,
Stoneglad, just hand over
Whatever you're imbibing...

Tad of a hangover, I see.
Make it a double shot for
Me. And, cherry cake be
Damned! Chocolate! ! ! ! '

Okay, just as soon as I
Can get out of bed...ack!
My aching head! ! !

'Having a dog's life this morning? '

Well, uh,
Good Morning! That hurt!
g...o...o...d sssshhhh
m...o...r...n...i...n...g