Suggesting he doesn’t know what’s in
the wind sells him short – he’s onto it
unenthusiastically in a doggy sort of
way; a ‘bath’ doesn’t come within his
purview of luxury while rolling in red
dirt accompanied by a canine aria of
ecstatic whining tops any scale you
could humbly imagine any day
Manic post-bath behaviour fits where
he preferentially places bathing dogs
as he vehemently makes declaration
it wasn’t his idea; indignity – even if
suffered only once a month’s still too
much to bear for hygiene’s sake
© 3 November 2012, I. D. Carswell
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