“Animals are such agreeable friends—they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.”– George Eliot
I wake up hot and sweaty,
I stumble down the stairs,
You smile at me and wag your tale
Waiting patiently right there
You don’t care that my hair’s a mess,
Or that I’ve not yet brushed my teeth,
You still greet me excitedly
As I let you out to pee.
Showered and dressed we’d head on out
Before others begin their day
You sniff and stop at every tree
Marking out your way
Home it’s time for breakfast
You curl back up in bed.
As I prepare for work, You prepare
for a sleepy day ahead
Originally written in response to Marsha’s WQW #27: Agreeable Animal Amigos
We lost our little old lady earlier this year, and although there is a space in my heart and in the house, we’ve decided at this time, we’re just not ready to have another. I still instinctively go to open the back door, the other day the white of a sheet flickering on the laundry line caught the corner of my eye and I briefly thought it was her wandering the bag garden waiting to be let in. My little boy has asked us more than once when she’s coming back from her holidays. I’m still not ready to tell him she’s never coming back. Anyway, whatever path she’s wandering (and I like to think it’s got a lovely beach with water to splash around, or a nice forest for her to sniff around excitedly), I hope she knows we love and miss her.