Poem #2 from: Memoir of a Dog
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we had the debate
agreed
it was time
the kids were demanding
it would be good for them
they needed something
couldn’t be a cat though
too much allergy in the air
so
something that wouldn’t shed
that could live inside
let’s not fool ourselves
it will definitely be inside
okay
one that has wool
needs to be something small
a toy
or a miniature
something the boys
can look after
this is not a plaything
and they’re old enough
to have some responsibilities
is that understood kids
yes
yes
right
next
the magazines
to select what kind
good lord
there’s so many
to pick from
© Frank Prem 2009
Memoir of a Dog Poem 3: naming the purchase
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Ours was picked from a Rescue Centre, because the children couldn’t bear the thought that if not chosen she would be ‘put down’
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Some wonderful pooches come out of the rescue centres. Hope yours was a goodun Derrick.
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She was, Frank
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We couldn’t agree on the type, so he decided to take the kids to see a certain breed – new puppies – of course, you know he came home with one. “He chose us,” was the explanation. I don’t think you can ever go wrong in choosing a dog – they have a way of taming the worst of us. Such a blessing.
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They sure are VJ. Brought up with love is the way to go.
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