I reach into the pocket:
A piece of plastic wrapper and a hole.
While pristine on the outside,
Both sides within are eaten through.
the ghost of an old dog is in the room with me,
the metronome of his tail slowly waving
while he looks away
to hide the twinkle in his eye.
Yes. I felt the ghost of an old cat just the other day.
It’s nice to have them visit…
He must have gotten the candy- God love him.
This was a suit jacket- from an outfit I didn’t fit into for 4 or 5 years. Who knows when he did it, thankfully the front of the jacket remains pristine! I can patch the pocket lining!
woof – those noses find it all…
They do. We chose to get a miniature poodle to replace our counter surfing standard poodle, but young Kiltti manages to stretch up soooooo high on his back feet that he’s constantly stealing things from counters. Tricky brat. (I really must learn to have clear counters, some day).
Oh how funny – I can picture the stretching. !
And one of our classic dog stories comes from the 90s
We were cooking and stepped out
– came back to kitchen and two whole sticks of butter were snatched and eaten by one of our labs. Just like that – she did not get sick
Anyhow – glad he front of the coat is ok
Our neighbour gave their dog cracklings from a big dinner- poor dog was mortified by the resulting gastric disaster, and no one would let him near until his bath. You were lucky!
Yes / very lucky!
Two sticks of butter!
Have a nice day Shawn
love it. at first i thought, well you’d better throw out that hole! then you pour magic all over it. thank you.
When the outside is damaged, and the inside damage invokes so much nostalgia, throwing out isn’t likely…
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