Game of Cones

I have a dog whose name is Spark Who sometimes takes me to the park Where we enjoy an evening stroll I feed the ducks; he’s on patrol. An old pro, Spark knows all the tricks From playing dead to fetching sticks His latest one involves a scheme Which bags him loads of free ice … Continue reading Game of Cones

Bad Hare Day

Every evening after dinner my dogs take me for a walk. On the way to the park we drop in on certain elderly neighbours who are always pleased to see Gizmo and Spark, having had dogs of their own in younger days. One neighbour in particular, Old Ed, is especially fond of Gizmo who himself … Continue reading Bad Hare Day

Star Spangled Boner

A lot of people ask me the difference between Canadians and Americans. Well, first the facts: our country's larger, our population's smaller, Canadian men liked wearing clogs in the '70s and we've never considered testing the viscosity of spray cheese in space a worthwhile scientific endeavour. I noticed when working abroad that colleagues quickly started … Continue reading Star Spangled Boner

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