It can’t be comfortable
in that convoluted position
but since you assume it more and more often
I can only presume that normalcy
is more painful than contortion.
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so sad, might be time for that old dog to leave…
Lost Dusty dog in Feb.
Lost my dad last weekend.
I’m going to cling to OJ until his last breath!
Yes, I should have remembered. My heart goes out to you. Love
I often wonder the same thing about our cats. Always looking at them wondering not just How can you do that? but Why????
lol
Cats are even worse, their bodies seem to be made from plasticene
Comfort is a relative thing, certainly.
🙂
Love this poem! It can be true for humans too. ^^
Thanks, Lucid.