I have had aquariums; an ant farm once; we tried iguanas, found them just too creepy; we have a lap dog, and a big quiet mouser cat
People love to fit animals into their lives
Fish fit nicely in the tank, the ants were properly contained
Animals are like any other living thing
A weed, for instance, is just a plant out of place
Living things need to be where they are free from being unwanted or unsuited to the environment they are living in
My new neighbors collect big mean dogs
There are no Frisbees, no balls, or chew toys
No cute whistle
"Here boy" calls
Nothing but four big dogs and absolutely no grass in the backyard
And where does all that dog poop go? Humm?
I suspect the owners must harvest it
Maybe they know something we don't know about dog poop. Humm?
Rushing at us with incessant barking, we are targeted when we go into our own backyard. The big dogs hit the fence making us feel like we are prisoners in a war camp
The Bumpus's from the holiday movie "The Christmas Story" must have found their way into my neighborhood
Oh, joy
What do they do with these dogs...nothing
They go in the house, they come out, and bark at anyone they see
Dog shit must have a strange attraction that I hope I never ever know about
Our backyard life is now like the no Turkey Christmas in the movie
This time it's not "You'll shoot your eye out." it's "Who let the dogs out?"
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In Review
Não FicçãoWhat is "Life In Review"? Saga, song, sonnet, story, satire, summary, sorry situations, silly sort of stupid stuff, sense and non, poems, prose, anecdotes and dozy doats, and a possible personal blow or two. This book is a collection of writings, op...
