POEM: When a Dog Works

Author’s Note:

I am very lucky in my current situation to be able to work from home. My heart goes out to those who work in essential jobs who are more and more at risk everyday. It’s been stressful for all of us. Our chocolate lab, Koda, has been providing the entertainment here. He might not be the most well-behaved co-worker sometimes, but he is definitely our free-lance therapy dog right now. Below is just silliness.

Stay safe everyone!

Amanda


When a dog works
It’s all about play
He sits near your chair
As you begin your day

Somehow, his ball makes
its way on your desk
His wet nose touches your elbow
You tell him to rest

Just when it’s quiet
You have to go pee
Of course, he has to come along
(In case there’s something to see)

Back in the office
You answer a call
He gets stuck under the desk
While getting his ball

He looks up at you
With a big doggy grin
Wagging his tail
Let’s do it again

And again

And again

And again

Poem: Ode to a Rainstorm (A Pup’s Perspective)

I pad through puddles
Feels nice on feet
squishy wet grass
is a tasty treat

I find stick
tastes yummy too
water drips on my nose
I chew and chew

Then towel time
So warm and soft
I chase and play
As Human dries me off

I miss the rain
When it goes away
I like the wet and mud
Every day