I lament with you most sincerely the unfortunate end of poor Mungo. Few squirrels were better accomplished, for he had a good education, travelled far, and seen much of the world. As he had the Read more...
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I’ll join him right there, but now he’s gone with his shaggy coat, his bad manners and Read more...
A Dog Poem, Anonymous I lie belly-up In the sunshine, happier than You ever will be. Today I sniffed Many dog butts—I celebrate By kissing your face. I sound the alarm! Paperboy—come to kill us Read more...