Some days the squirrels,
the birds, the deer, choose wisely
and stay tucked away,
shielded from the snow and ice,
as our Toby roams
about searching for a pal.
One part Saint Bernard
and one part idiot, he’ll
comb the hills for some
creatures, large or small, to save
in hopes that once revived, they’ll play.
JDG
J., Such an optimist is Toby! xo, S.
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Irish breed is it?
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Idiot? Sophie and Stella takes great offense to that term!!!
Junie
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