have bad days.
they wake up grumpy
staring out
the window
at the rain.
ruminating about some
dog they
were once in love with.
the beagle that got
away.
they need some time
alone.
i don't try
to rub their ears,
or belly.
i don't throw them a ball,
or sweet talk them.
i say okay, okay.
no worries, then
i carefully
go up to them
and lay down
a nice new bone.
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