Ain’t that a Bitch!

We can't all have good opinions; otherwise, how would we know them at all.

A Quadruped once said,"...", nothing at all!

But they sure were sweet when they lay their head on your knee after licking the tears off your ruby red face.

At that moment, in that place, they were there for just you, and they knew it, and they love you no matter what you do!

It's these silent moments when the only warmth in your world is that mutts soft furry curls slid over your hand.

It's the unblinking stare and the total demand of your attention to heard you away from the wonton feelings that got you so low.

It's that you won't freeze when it's 20 below zero on a three dog night in your tiny house you built; but failed to prioritize insulation, but dammit!

You felt it sure looked cute in the shade of green you painted it. The one that the last of your building funds got alloted to. The one you got when you should have gotten new pink panther sheathing foam to line your tiny walls with.

It's those little things like puppy breath and them breathing little barks and ruffs as they are chasing their dreams. It's their little pup-paws up in the air, without a care ,or a thought of gravity. Chasing cars in their subconscious.

I couldn't bare the tragedy

of some of this lifes flaws

if it weren't for that little brindle brown puppy with huge f-ing paws;

my Mr. Buster Brown.

And later actually his litter brother

My dog Jax

Who is "Jaxon pollock Brown" and

Now I have little Paw Paw too.

They're My boys, my friend, my dogs to the end; they are family and I'll be damned if they didn't save my life through the toughest times yet.

So follow me when I say

forgive me please

Dont forget I mean not to be rude.

I'm not normally so braisen to say;

With so much attitude;

That your opinion (no one asked for)

is more than welcome to

join the food i had for lunch

down the drain and flushed.

It's what I do

with all the shit I process

Though what to do with you, Deficating from where your mouth is,

To really screw the pooch.

"Ain't that a bitch; I got this."

I say; handing you tissue.