Daisy was above trickery
no shake-a-paw nonsense for us
no shake-a-paw nonsense for us
no tit for tat
her fetch was gloriously one way
neither of us the alpha type
we just frolicked
careless with our dirt and manners
antisocial and scot-free
little shit
stole my chair every time
howled like a banshee
and ruined my floors
I only taught her one thing
to come back and haunt me
pretty sure she caught on
I’ll find out tonight
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[Photos of Daisy by the author]
