Her fur in the morning is deadening white
But how does it matter I slept the whole night
The chill stayed out I didn’t need to hark
Her unpleasant stories and frantic bark!
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Great poem reminding us to think of our animal friends who might be struggling to survive
The anguish of a stray dog memorably contrasted to human comforts
This I feel is very unfair.... You should have shared a little of her agonies and allowed her a little of your peace!