Running with monster.

Dog barking.. huh?..what?..

Eyes open, damm that mutt..

Fine fine.. I will take you out..

Just keep it down, no need to shout…

On goes the leash, out the door..

Plenty of grass, why’d you pee on the mower?..

Time to run, my little buddy and me..

Stoping again? You still have to pee??..

The breeze is cool as we take our lap..

Stop and sniff.. of course.. now you have to crap…

Time to run, up the big hill..

He looks so cute with his fuzz all flying..

Back at the house, man.. my legs kill…

What? Now you want food? Come on little buddy… I’m buying.

Best wishes -SirHanz

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