A little ditty about the dog

Worn out from a busy weekend and sleep deprived from not getting enough zzzz’s, I offer this little poem. After all, it is National Poetry Month.
Objet d’Art
Some people have crystal vases
or sculptures in the entryway.
I have a bottle of medicine
to be squeezed into the dog’s ear
as I hold her between my legs,
promising her a walk, a cookie, anything,
if she’ll let me do this one more time.
(eight more days to go! I have lost track of how many times we have done this. The vet says Annie is a “poster child for ear infections.” She’s got those cute floppy ears and she’s always getting wet . . .)

Author: Sue Fagalde Lick

writer/musician California native, Oregon resident Author of Freelancing for Newspapers, Shoes Full of Sand, Azorean Dreams, Stories Grandma Never Told, Childless by Marriage, and Up Beaver Creek. Most recently, I have published two poetry chapbooks, Gravel Road Ahead and The Widow at the Piano: Confessions of a Distracted Catholic. I have published hundreds of articles, plus essays, fiction and poetry. I'm also pretty good at singing and playing guitar and piano.

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