He looks at me
His doleful eyes
Say mom
feel sorry for me
I pat his soft head
Come on boy
Its breakfast time
He scampers out of the bedroom
Runs to the back door
He knows its time to go out
Before he will get his food
We both stand at the back door
Breathing in the morning air
Then I put his food in his bowl
And he runs over
Scarfing it down
He comes back into the bedroom
Again, looking doleful
But labs look like that
Dont they?
😀