There has been a request for fresh dog poetry, and Holly has been particularly inspired, so here goes. This is her latest creation.
Quarantine schmarantine!
Have you ever been in boarding?
Imagine being stuck in a small room
With no couches
And no human.
Imagine being away
From your own personal human
For like eternity.
I’ve no idea
Why you’re complaining.
I love being home.
Home is the place
Where the pillows
Smell like my human’s face
And where the kitchen floor
Is cool against my tummy,
Where the bathroom
Contains the horror of soap
And the kitchen drawer
My leash,
That promise of adventure!
Home is endless.
It contains multitudes.
There are patches
Of sunshine
On the carpet!
Home is a universe
Waiting to be explored
Or slept in
Forever.
I did more stuff to the abstract painting today and I’m actually loving it! Also, once again I had a great day.
Today’s book recommendation: The Swans of Fifth Avenue by Melanie Benjamin
