This puppy
has won yet another round.
My mind is
full of these thoughts, of those "in the acts" I have caught.
Mischief is
the game.
Trouble
should be her name.
Thoughts of
blue sky with fluffy white clouds scattered about I saw today.
The image
of a roll of paper towels shredded on living room floor, gave me dismay.
I thought
of a pristine lake,
brings
thoughts of an overturned water bowl that was left in her wake.
I see wild
flowers of yellow, blue and red brought the actions of her unplanting
everything in my flower bed.
And while
still in the playful groove
I saw her
totally strip the bed in one smooth move.
Alas, that
beautiful brindle brain does knows how to drive me insane.
Oh how this
beast must leave ... must go go go ...
Ahh, never
mind ... I won't remember a thing tomorrow.
(Author
unknown)
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