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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

A Pinky Poem


We have two rescue dogs. One of them still misses her original owner but is a great guard dog...eh...most of the time. She's only fifteen pounds but acts and sounds like a hundred. Most of you met her a few weeks ago in another post but since I've written so much about her sister Fiona, thought I'd concentrate on Pinky today.


The Insomniac Dog

By Eve Gaal
  
She stares out from under her blanket
To make sure we’re asleep.
Lifts her head at every noise,
Listening to the sounds of the night:
The clock,
The fake ocean sound machine,
A bird landing on the roof,
A car racing down the road,
The refrigerator.

She is no fool.
Ready to bark or growl,
To guard with her life,
Chew the flesh off anyone who enters
Without invitation.

And yet--
Last night,
A dish fell--
Made a racket,

While she finally slept.
Do you like this selfie?

12 comments:

  1. Oh My Goodness !
    What wonderful poem.
    What a lovely selfie.
    What a fabulous Pinky.
    She is beautiful.

    Do you remember "Pinky and the Brain ? (cartoon)
    "One is a genius the others insane...... Pinky and the Brain...
    Gee what do you want to do tonight ?
    What we do every night... take over the world

    Whatever you do just don't sing the song to them !

    cheers, parsnip

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  2. I guess she didn't feel the plate was a threat!

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  3. "We're Pinky and the Brain,
    Pinky and the Brain,
    One is a genius and the other insane,
    We're laboratory mice,
    Whose genes have been spliced...."

    Love the selfie of Pinky, Eve! Fiona being the diva, she does get most of the attention!

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    1. I didn't get to name Pinky but Fiona is no brain. LOL

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    2. but remember what they do each night.... take over the world

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  4. Such a lovely poem, and she's such a cutie pie!

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  5. Bless her!

    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^= . <3

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  6. Oh Pinky...don't I understand about being the middle child...or even the NOT first!!! No worries, I get it lady. :)

    Don't lose sleep, just say when it's time to play, and lay when it's time to pay. Middle child syndrome!

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  7. Eve, I love this. She's feeling safe and loved!

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  8. I love the selfie and the poem. Pinky is adorable, how funny she slept through the noise of the dish falling! She must be feeling more relaxed.

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  9. I love that you have rescue dogs! And what a nice poem.
    I have a twenty year old cat that I got from the SPCA in 2001, when she was 7 years old. I honestly feel that rescued animals know that they have a new chance at life in their new homes.
    Pinky is adorable!

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