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Two humans, strangers to each other, stand together calling
for their dogs who are sprinting after a squirrel thirty yards away,
racing each other for the pleasure of being the first to wrap their
canine teeth around the neck of the small mammal.
One of the dogs is a trim golden retriever and the other is a grim boxer.
The growls and barks of the hunt drown out the pleas of the hapless owners
who still stand calling for Sturgill and Sunny to come back.
Between the two humans is a sign that sternly warns:
Pets prohibited unless on leash AND
accompanied by owner or custodian.
Sunny and Sturgill can’t read.
I love going to the big nature parks in my area. Poems are always happening there. All I have to do is pay attention.
Be the weird you want to see in the world!