he was a smart
dog. Moe.
knowing where the dog food
was,
he'd open
the bottom cupboard door
and drag
the bag to his dish
across the kitchen
floor.
but he was small, and the
bag was heavy,
so it was hard
for him to pour.
he'd do the best he could
though,
and then
hide behind the couch
as i arrived home
coming in the front door.
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