I had a pretty good one lined up for today but since yesterday was kind of heavy both on the site and locally I’m thinking a softer touch is in order.
As we all know pet ownership is associated with some natural monetary commitments. Vet bills, food and toys are more explicit examples while the walking of dogs and cleaning of litters represent less direct but still legitimate opportunity cost. To be fair I am more than willing to incur all of that and much more, there is however one item of particular annoyance. An insidious task with no ending. Once completed only just begun.
Ground Quilt, April 23, 2018
At this time of year I find
Floor trash of a certain kind
As the weather’s heating up
Things grow hard upon my pup
Giant, fluffy, outerwear
Absurd quantities of hair
Sheds much swifter than fall leaves
Strangely she appears bereaved
Indignant that I’ve stolen
Never letting her roll in
Mountainous tufts gathering
Every year throughout the Spring
Grins in sleep upon the floor
Leave me to my thrilling chore
As I gaze about the room
Resolutely grab my broom.
I love my dog more than just about anyone else but damn it’s annoying that you can never actually get all the hair cleaned up. By the time you’ve finished vacuuming or sweeping fresh accumulation is already well underway. Not unlike snow storms I’m fairly certain it amplifies at a magnitude.
The truly ironic part is that I didn’t really become an extremely clean individual until Catherine entered my life. And here I am whining about minor inconveniences. Ain’t that ’bout a bitch. Please note I am referring to myself and not my princess.
Thank you again everyone for taking the time for this nonsense. Each and every one of you is exceptionally wonderful! Auf Wiedersehen!
A broken mind held together by cellophane and some tack.