A Dog's life
One two three... Some slow, some fast. Some walk, some run. Some sit, some talk. Some watch, some observe. I prefer the latter. This is the dusk time. Birds fluttering their way to nest. The sun fading away in the oblivion. Mothers nudging their little ones to take the first step towards washing rituals at home. The last occupant has abandoned the swing which is now oscillating finding it difficult to come to a standstill. Its home calling. But this beast, the Man's Best friend is still here. It lies recklessly on the pavement in the garden. Occasionally, growling displaying its profound existence. Or significance? Maybe both. As I sit in solitude, its periodic snarls give me company. Love his carefree approach. Admire its I Care a Damn attitude. Not occupying a colossal space yet claiming authority over its boundaries. Some how it gets what it wants. Audacity in the face of adversity. Never is a bark a humble plea still the big dark eyes speak volumes asking for generosity. So m