Home is Where the Dog Is

Scruffy was a street dog
with a smoker’s bark
tousled hair
heart of steel;
tried to conceal
how much she cared.

Sleepy head Jake
could spot a fake
at fifteen paces.
He knew mysteries,
not least, the zen
of dogginess.

Juno the turbo dog
highly sprung
propeller for a tail
burr hung ears
hose pipe tongue
a chase me grin.

My pack over years
ridiculously pleased
to greet me,
even in defeat.

A man with a dog
is never homeless.

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