You should have gotten yourself a dog.
No, really. I mean it. Instead of chasing me
Until you caught me.
What you thought you’d found,
When you found me—
And that’s what you wanted me to be—
A rescued dog—
Full of gratitude and loyalty for the perceived rescue.
With no record or memory of previous owners,
Ah, an extremely important part.
A wagging tail at every word or look from you.
Sitting at attention, waiting patiently for you.
Desperate for any command you should happen to give.
Dutifully complying with each command, each wish
You should ever express.
No friends, no family, no loves. No needs
Other than you and to serve you.
That is what you wanted
That is what you needed—
In your own words—
To be my number one at all times.
After all, no one would love me better.
No one would give me a better home,
As you so lovingly liked to remind me.
Next time get a dog.
She’ll feed your ego better.
I am a retired teacher, enjoying everything that retirement means. In addition, I have been active in the LGBTQ community since I was four years old and marched my Ken doll with all his little Ken accouterments to the big metal trash can in the yard. Yes, I dumped Ken, along with said accouterments, into the can and slammed the lid on. My two Barbie dolls lived happily ever after.
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2 thoughts on “Next time– Get a Dog”
Pets are awesome for as long as we have them.
But they die and break our hearts too