Monday Morning

I would give you the poem that came to me
before my eyelids opened this morning.
it was three perfect, elegant lines.
Of course I'd forgotten them by the time I finally woke up.

Instead, there are
two mallard hens upended in a streamside ditch,
orange-webbed and quacking excitedly.

This dog...

I just entered the above besnouted one plus the dog who actually may have some business in a conformation ring in our first show, to be held on the 24th. You can all laugh, seriously.

OMGWTF dog show.