My dog brings me smiles

Like clockwork
at 3 PM
My dog runs into my bedroom
Where I’m happily
Typing away on my laptop
He stands next to me
Nose in the air
Sniff, sniff
Mommy, he whines
Its time for dinner!
So off we go
I feed him
And then
Once again
He’s happy as can be
I’m happily nibbling on my orange
Over he comes
Where’s mine?
So I give him half of it
Did you ever see a dog who eats oranges
Well my lab does

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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