Well, so much for the idea that ‘guard dog’ would
welcome a morning walk, he doesn’t usually balk
regardless of weather, but today he came only as
far as the incinerator bin, peed copiously & slunk
away again - patio shade more to his need; but it
is a warmish Saturday, he’d been early on th’ job
busy coping with threats of fleas plus those quite
niggly itchy-scratchy patches he attends to with
Diligence, or uses as excuses when he’s not too
sure what th’ drum is; but this demonstration’s a
clear indication he’s not into taking a stroll, even
if there’s no hint of thunder - and when he parks
under the bed in the study there is no reasoning
with him - without an offering of food, indeed.
© 5 December 2015, I. D. Carswell
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