Posted in Dogs, Prose

The Dog Growled

As he rolled over in his sleep

chasing those darn cats

and scratching a flea

He stretched out

his legs touching mine,

“Hey!” I yelled

“Don’t hog the covers”

 

It’s never easy, you know

being in the dog house

with sleep over

guests…………

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