chasing cars and cats

i see a bag of

dog food on top of her

refrigerator.

hips and joints it reads.

specialty food

for old dogs.

i reach up

and grab a handful.

it's not too bad tasting.

dry and a little mealy,

but it goes down

with a swig of coffee.

after a few more 

helpings,

my knees don't seem to

feel

any better,

but i've developed

a bark instead of a cough,

and i'm suddenly

interested

in chasing cars and cats.