The irony is not lost
after years of living with the black dog
I find myself walking, bathing, caring
for an actual black dog: part
Boston terrier, part Lab, all sweet
softness with melty brown eyes
and radar-dish ears, unrestrained
tail and tongue, and an impeccable sense
of timing
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I loved this one 🙂 (esp. for having met the dog…)