My blind dog whines
because he wants me to play tug.
He does not whine
when he bumps into the door frame,
or the chair I forgot to push in.
And if I make him stay home
when I go somewhere
he always welcomes me back
with doggy exuberance
and more love than I deserve.
This is for the Friday 55 at Verse Escape.
So many adjectives come to mind ... sweet, sad, heartwarming, loving, dogs and their unique qualities in general. I LOVED your 55.
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen. xx
DeleteOtis is the best. Dogs have so much to teach our hearts, as your poem shows. I love the way you have shown us the truth about the important things in life here, Mary. Thanks for playing, and have a kickass weekend, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThanks Hedgie. I hope you have a kickass weekend too!
DeleteHugs to Otis. :)
ReplyDeleteOtis loves that, Chrissa. Thank you from both of us!
DeleteMy sweet Bosco was blind for the last 3 years of his life, but they don't let it stop them, they simply adjust to what is. Humans could learn a lot from them--I know I do! ((((((((Otis)))))))))
ReplyDeleteYes, they don't waste time feeling sorry for themselves (unlike some of their owners might do now and then). ;-)
DeleteHugs for Otis and the beautiful gift he is in your life. My dog, Lucy, was deaf and had canine Alzheimer's when she passed. I miss her so.
ReplyDeleteAwww, that's so good of you to give her the best life she could have. And Otis says thanks for the hugs! :)
Deletemy sister has a blind and deaf Jack Russell, who yet blithely and blindly clambers down steep steps to the canyon off her backyard. Sturdy one, is Riley ~
ReplyDeleteAren't they amazing? :)
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