he watched tv
with me.
he watched
the squirrels out
the window,
giving them an occasional
bark.
he watched the refrigerator
waiting for it to open,
the cupboard too.
upon hearing
the rustle of a bag,
or box.
he rose up on his hind
legs
and waited, he watched.
he stared at the door
when i said leash,
or walk.
he sat on the couch
and stared out the window
waiting for me
to come home.
he was a good watch dog.
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