it feels like
January I tell my
dog as he curls in my lap
hoping i'll turn up the heat
and not ask him
if he wants to go for a walk.
he shivers and wipes
his runny eyes with a paw.
he burrows in deep,
cleaning up some cookie
crumbs as he does so.
I guess we can wait
just a little longer I
tell him before we go
outside, which makes him
nod his head and sigh.
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