Today
had other plans out, prowling for neighborhood as every morning, leave my trail
canine
into a shed looking for a delicious waste, chase a butterfly
technicolor,
or running furiously to nibble distracted ankle in the first pass.
Everything faded to see some of my own murder armed with a rope in one hand and a scented soap in the other.
My dreams of freedom were dashed in the large pool of laundry.
Now while I dry in the sun, I think, how unfair is my life!
For my Gigi, tied him because he likes entalcarse with soil after the bath. What for one is fair for others it may be the greatest injustice .
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