Putting My Feet in the Dirt 23

July heat is not inspiring

In fact it’s very tiring

Sweating in all activity

Makes you act with proclivity

Downing that ice cold beer

A reward for using garden gear

But then a mangy mutt appears

You grab a saucer, offer a drink

He looks at you, as his head sinks

He drinks and drinks and drinks

He then returns sort of a smile

Dripping water all the while

As it steams up from the walk

You reach out but then he balks

You offer your hand again

And you remember when

In past days you had a friend

Might this dog be here to mend

Thoughts of the other loyal’s end?

🐾🐾

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