Dissembling Dog

His eyes look up at me

as he gives a soft whimper.

“Please open the door,” he pleads.

“I have some business to do outside”

“Does it have to do with squirrels? ” I ask.

He shakes his head, but we both know

he wants to give the squirrels a chase .

He really doesn’t have to go.

JDG

 

 

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