The next door dog sleeps in his kennel
And his dog sleeps out in their kennel.
The following morning a big grumble.
Dogs are friends and housewives are enemies.
'Let the dogs be friendly and we too make a peaceful negotiation.'
He said.
His wife laughs with his scribbling
When he woke up in the Sunday morning.
Our dog Coal seldom barks. He is the perfect house dog. The dark silent type. A fascinating glimpse into your Sunday morning. Kind regards, Sandra
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Man's best friend provides an interesting example of 'resolving conflict'. Sounds like your domestic Sunday morning is lively indeed. Great little piece. Love, /Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥