Welcome to Fin Land

If killer whales stood on their tails And walked out of the sea A dog's next trick he'd learn real quick Is how to climb a tree

Brief Encounter

I’ve got two mutts who sniff the buttsOf dogs whom they don’t knowBut what is worse and quite perverseThis passes for Hello!Imagine if we all did thisWhen meeting someone newIf that’s hello I'd like to knowHow one would say Adieu!

Doggone

My dog has died and no one caresI mention him but this draws staresAnd frowns which tell me I’m too oldTo mourn a pet, or so I’m told.Empty corners, bare floorRoom before but now we’ve moreToys donated, bed goneNo more divots in the lawn.Coming home, a rusty gateAnnounces me and though I waitNo rocket launches … Continue reading Doggone →

Another Mist Opportunity

I’m known to stretch out on the lawnAmidst the weekend carry-onOf mowing, trimming, wateringAnd folks I know I ought to ring.Just when it starts to get too loudWhen life can push and kids can crowdBefore the next field’s needing ploughedI lay right back and pick a cloud.The dogs, alerted, circle meUnsure if they should stay … Continue reading Another Mist Opportunity →