Some say I am bragging on myself but I do not see it that way. I think my poems are better than those of any other dog author I have read. Let me know if you find one who is better and I will sit at his or her paws and learn. Here is my poem for today, as I reflect on the empty-dish conundrum.
My dish, with turkey
Filled. A dream before my eyes.
I lunge. Poof! All gone.
That’s what makes us writer dogs different. We notice things. We are sensitive.
I hope you enjoyed it. Please share with your dogs. They will understand.