Tis A Dog Day Afternoon.

 

I love these

dog days of summer,

howling with my gitfiddle

under the moons of June

July-ing In a Hammock

woofing down cold lemonade

in the shade

and raising my furry head

to  August of Hot air

so much sweeter

then a dog's breath

I shed my winter coat,

unleash my penned up

inhibitions and frolic

like a puppy in the grass

and the sun,

I chase  the.bone of a

grilled medium-well steak

with a fork and knife.

i stretch out four limbs

under a many limbed tree

and enjoy napping

under it's cool foilage.

i am often found

chasing butterflies

with my camera for that

perfect shot.

I am quite fond of rolling over

and rubbing my belly with

sun tan lotion,  

a golden retriever

searching for that

perfect glowing suntan.

I like  marking my territory

with a well hung hammock.

I am most happy in heat

rubbing up against

mother nature's finest massages,

warm fingers of sunlight

the soft tickles of grass.

I have an invisible fence

that circles the

inside of my house,

so that I can't go in

until the sun sets.

Unless I have to fetch

some food or drink

or simply avoid

watering the nearest tree.

It's a doggone shame

when summer ends

and the cold weather begins,

So excuse me while I forsake

my pawing at these buttons

and get back out to the

scents and sights of

a perfect day.

I have been penned up

in here too long

a setter when I want to be

A greyhound,

running fast and free

over vast fields of green.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MFB III

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saddlerider1 6 years ago

It's just a dogs day for sure. Romping and rubbing, peeing and smelling and chasing butterfly dreams. It's so dam fun marking my territory with my doghood for my lady Tramp and her furry followers to.

After all I am the golden rod of dogs and the ladies growl for my tender pawing and my tender licks on their noses after I've licked my $%&* and the drool is gone.

Give me biscuits, bones and doggey food and I am in heaven as I lazily roam my domain and chase the felines who think they reign over my parade.

I loved this hub, made me want to shed my humanity and join the doggy world of fun.


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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Mark that territory!


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lorlie6 6 years ago from Bishop, Ca

MFB-Gawd, you make even a heat-hater think twice! Beautifully written-really.

Thanks.


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always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

Truely beautiful, makes me want a dog.

Loved it

God Bless

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