This one’s for my dog…

Sunday, December 15, 2019*

I know kids aren’t reading this, so why should I watch my language? Anyways, about my skittish puppy.

She chases the cat, who hunts the mice, and it drives me crazy knowing the cycle of life has given me that.

A natural exterminator. What would Kali do with the cat? Just play? I believe the cat would win the scuffle.

I wouldn’t bet against a stray cat’s fight for survival. The cat would kill the mice, scratch my dog, and me, who’s a watcher with nothing to do with it, will write about it.

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As I calm her before entering the dog park, her whining annoys me. But the joy in her I see.

Rolling in the mud awaiting the next dog to chase her—I don’t exist when her friends are favoring her.

A bit embarrassing as an owner, but I’ve seen worse. At least when it’s time to go she follows me and brings the dirt.

The price she pays for a mud bath is a cold rinsing, and a new nick name after washing off the dirt she attached.

Like the thoughts in me she can’t see, the dirt I wash was never her concern. It’s just me.

Clean and lean with her fur again fluffy, meet my adorable dirty mudpuppy.

-Budd

Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes to encourage readers to explore the depths of their inner ocean, an unexplored self, because it's fun once you get through the emotional part... “The world around us is our vehicle, what you'll read is how I digest it.” -Budd

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