Greetings of Love

Not knowing where to put herself
She did what she did best,
Wagged her tail and entire body,
She never let it rest.
We’d been away for just nine days,
And left her with a friend,
She’d been loved and spoilt all the while,
But wanted us in the end.
So excited, she flopped and rolled,
Such a pleasure for us to see,
But not so the puddle on the floor
Where she’d leaked a happy wee……..
Now we’re home and she curls up
Beside me on the bed,
Tucked behind my knees and toes,
Or against my chest instead.
Always close, not losing sight
Of her ‘Mum and Dad’ for long,
We’re all together, her family,
Maggie’s love is still strong.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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