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A short-haired yellow mutt
at the side of the road
wearing a day-glow
orange scarf round his neck
so as not to get whacked
steps boldly out as I approach
as if to test for interspecies respect
I slow and stop, roll my window down
and bark “Cool scarf.”
He turns on his heel
lifts his leg to pee on a wheel
then trots up the hill to his house
for a little water and chow
wondering where his day went
then circles the rug twice
looking for that sweet spot
drops and dreams
and barks in his sleep
thanking me for my
compliment
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Jim Culleny; April 2007
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Blink 