No Rest for the Precocious

I've got my eye on you.
I know the sound of the lid of the cookie jar.

I'm fast like the speed of light.

Allergy Season

 

Itchy eyes need rub, rub, rubbing.

Hunting Flies

I've got one in my sights. See, I track them with my eyes.

And then I bark at her until she gets up

and does the dirty work.

It's a big one.

Dog Psalm 44

Farther than the eye can see

extends the beauty of the universe.

You are in the midst of it.

Rejoice.

Furry flurry of Activity

I am moving at the

speed of

light.

 

It's not easy keeping up with Santa's elves.

Texture

Oh look at the texture and contrast!

 The velvety, verdant moss between the warm, worn brick.

 

It feels even more lovely than it looks!

Fall Frolic

The sky can be so blue it almost hurts my eyes.

The autumn light is so incandescent it makes everything shine.

The wind inspires the leaves to dance and my paws to prance.

She says,

Play in the leaves all you like.

But PLEASE don't eat berries.

  

 I prefer acorns anyway. Better crunch and less barfing.

Sunday Dog Psalm #6

GRACE

I smell you in smiles

I hear you in kind words
honest questions, truthful answers

I see you in the eyes of others,

in looks that speak as eloquently as trees.

I feel you beneath my feet,

and in tender caress and rescuing hugs.

Grace
I try and live at your command
delivering unconstrained goodwill
through a higher power.

Sometimes I find you, Grace, as I seek
honour and dignity,
strength and inspiration
in each tiny, mundane moment

In some potent instances
I am you
and can regenerate divinity.