Liked it Max! My old Cavoodle sleeps late, then gets up ina haze, bumps
intp doors and chairs, and must be shepherded out the front door and down
three steps to have a piss under the camellia tree. She then looks for her
breakfast (about 11am!) and may even bark now that she's awake. She was
once a playful dog but now age and illness has slowed her down to a slow
waddle.
I like the coat over the PJs :-) I wear a dressing gown until late morning,
so visitors and trades people are often greeted by an old man in his ugg
boots and gown!
Andrew
On 22 September 2016 at 02:23, Patrick McManus <
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> time warp here November 2016??
>
> 'The old boy lurches to his bowl,' haha took that for you Max
> and also I misread last line (failing fast!)
> '
>
> man and dogs share a lucky bone
> cheers P
>
>
>
> On 21/09/2016 15:44, Max Richards wrote:
>
>> Dogs’ Breakfast
>>
>> Mustering what strength lingers
>> at this extremity of age,
>> I clench and sit up, fingers
>> reach down for outdoor footwear
>> (velcro for quick fastening)
>> then bedside for spectacles.
>>
>> Yes, you two dogs, I’m hastening -
>> with you ahead - downstairs;
>> your meal of the day, whether
>> winter’s dark or summer’s early dawn,
>> must not be postponed further.
>>
>> The old boy lurches to his bowl,
>> shut behind the bathroom door;
>> the rambunctious girl Labrador
>> starts fast on hers lest he steal from
>> her hungry fellow-breakfaster.
>>
>> She’s ready first to take the leash
>> awaiting her at the front door.
>> I’m already in jacket and cap -
>> one hides pajamas, one bad hair.
>>
>> Trot to the elevator, trot hot-
>> foot through the lobby, trot
>> hot-foot through the tall metal
>> gates that clang behind us.
>>
>> Already we’re on the green verge:
>> here, an hour before, sprinklers
>> rinsed and kept it green, and
>> the line of dogwood trees stand
>> in dignity and fruitfulness.
>> Snaffle a fallen berry, must you?
>>
>> Dogwood by definition can’t
>> be poisonous, I guess. Back
>> to the lobby and lift, quick -
>> upstairs Senior waits his turn.
>> Changing of the guard, transferring
>> of the leash. Repetition.
>>
>> May we now relax? The blackest
>> crows of Bellevue Avenue East
>> resume their search for breakfast, hop
>> back down from tree and car top.
>>
>> Sunday breakfast glumly ensues.
>> What says the online world of news?
>> Natural and manmade disasters
>> compete, history rebukes, futures
>> are dire. At this extremity of time
>> man and dogs share a lucky home.
>>
>> Capitol Hill, Seattle, November 2016
>>
>
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