i happier when i had a dog?
at times
i was, i guess,
but there
were other times
when it was
raining
or very cold outside
that i resented him.
i held a grudge,
annoyed
as i carried him outside
to a bush
for him to do his business,
telling him,
please, go, just go,
that's a perfect spot
lift your
leg
and go.
he never found a dead
anything
that he
didn't want to eat and swallow.
which would
result in an overnight
stay at the Mayo Clinic
for dogs.
a thousand dollars later
he'd be
back home,
snug as a bug in a rug
hogging
the pillow.
was i happier when i had a dog?
not really.
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