We don’t have a pet, my personal belief is that all animals should be free and certainly not interbred and disfigured for our entertainment.
Having said that, where we are, is where we are and although I would never “own” a dog that doesn’t stop me loving them.

The Grand Dog.
Most people have grand kids, those bundles of joy,
But we don’t want one a girl or a boy!
We had our two boys, and that was enough,
So what do we get now? A big ball of fluff!

He comes to our house this hairy tornado with attitude,
We try and hide everything, that could ever possibly be chewed.
Tigger has nothing on this monstrous being,
We put down a mat, but on the floor he likes peeing.

If I was Stretch Armstrong, it wouldn’t be bad,
But I can only dream now of the arms I once had.
He pulls and he pulls and never gets tired,
I think maybe from a mule he was sired.

“He looks just like Boris” as he sat on the mat,
But looks can be deceptive, he’s much cleverer than that,
He knows how to wrap us around his little claw,
He makes our hearts sing with a lift  of his paw.

So here we have him Logan the dog,
Chaser of ball, not yet bringer of log.
He’s part of our life now, and that way can stay,
We wouldn’t now have it any other way.

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I guess I don’t know enough about how these blog things work. Most of the authors I’m guessing publish their posts on their smart phone. I don’t own, and will never own one of those vile machines, I just post from my iPad. This means though that when I’m away often with no Wi-Fi, I cannot post.
This has been the case this last few days, to the effect that people have stopped reading my stuff.
This is beginning to form an addiction with me, something I am aware of and will not entertain, therefore I am thinking of finishing my blog. Maybe just post something every now and then if I have the inclination, rather than the “Need”.
I know there are people out there that love my work, and I genuinely do not want to disappoint, but I cannot and will not let my blog rule my life. Some of the people have become friends, they should not fear, I will stay in touch.

Meadowhead Bard.