If they take flight near my house, day or night,
Nothing good comes from it. My dog barks loud,
Then we end up chasing ghosts. It’s not right:
Here is not a good place to find them, right?
Ev’ryone can see that. They should not crowd
Or take flight too near my house, day or night:
Respect my space, and I’ll respect theirs, right?
Yep. I admit it—I’m not too proud—
Nor foolhardy: it would not be right
Or smart to hold them close: one or more might
Try something dangerous—and not allowed!—
Perhaps, when too near my house, day or night,
Really get wild and crazy. And they might
Attack us for a meal (prepare our shroud),
Catalog our weak points (which is not right)
To take what they can get: They might just bite
Into pieces ev’ryone close: their crowd
Could destroy my family, day and night,
Extend to us no grace, which can’t be right.
April 23, 2018
Our dog has been barking at odd times during two of the three last nights. We can find no reason for this. I told my husband and son that surely we ought to find cougar or bear prints, or something. But it looks like our dog may be just making up stories in his head because he is bored at night. I thought that the above explanation, though patently outlandish, might at least be more interesting than the lies that the dog has been telling.