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No pedantic analysis today, just a simple topic: dogs. Who doesn’t love a good dog poem? I love this one and thought it deserved its own post:
In the woods he was a demon,
A swift phantom in the night,
And many times he tagged me home …
All chewed up from a fight.
“Old Sam,” loyal friend.
If you’re in a “happiness is a sad song” mood, I love this poem, too — and its author. (Watch with a box of tissues!) Jimmy Stewart reads his poem about a dog named Beau.
The title of this post comes from one of my favorite books, “Travels with Charley” by John Steinbeck: “A dog is a bond between strangers.”
And because it’s my blog and I can: my Max! I think Art would’ve liked him.
Canines rule! Humans only believe they own us when we know we truly own them.
Angie when your Dad drug home a male dog who your Dad named Sue your Grandpa said he could not stay. He did however let Sue get the best of Him and they became fast friends. I have no doubt he would love Max. Hey we all do!!
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