The Old Dog
Wordle 487
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Prompt words in red.
In the early morning light
I listen to the old dog snore
and bark quietly in his sleep.
I watch him breathe,
follow the movement of his
lungs fill and empty,
fill again.
He wheezes.
I hear him gasp for breath,
wake,
open his eyes
and begin to cough.
Once, twice,
deep and hacking.
I sigh.
Bending down to show him
I’m there,
I paste my lips to his muzzle,
Kiss five times.
Always five times.
Gazing into mine,
his eyes still shine
with divine love.
©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved
The true story behind the poem.
Boo isn't "old" yet, he is 10 1/2. He does have a growth in one lung, which, when enlarged, presses on his trachea, causing snoring early on, and a hacking cough at its worst. It sounds like Kennel Cough, which, if you have heard it, is a frightening sound. The vet does not know what the mass is, and can’t biopsy it in case it’s an abscess. X-rays show it shrinks with steroids and antibiotics, so that’s what we do. Right now he is at the snoring stage again, and his prescriptions are refilled and waiting.
Here's a story that could easily be mine. I commiserate and love
ReplyDeletealong with you.
Thank you. He started taking his pills again yesterday.
DeleteI hope he has many more years with you.
ReplyDeleteThank you. He's my all time favorite. I haven't had one dog, singular dog, in many, many years, so it's particularly hard, so it's particularly hard that he's the "last."
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