My Life Revolves around Two Furry Critters
I hear a whimper coming from the crate, underneath the brocaded cover I made to keep the dogs from awakening too early. They know I’m up and about. After opening blinds, I dish up a concave half cup of kibbles for each, mix in a teaspoon of baked sweet potato and add fresh water to their dish. I lift the front flap of their abode, and slide open the door and release two energetic bundles of fur. They make their way around the corner on two right legs, making me think of the time I got to drive a lap around the Indianapolis Race Track, though at a speed slower than the pros. The dogs dive bomb into their dishes while I fasten their collars around their necks—not a moment’s interruption until the crunch, crunch, crunch stops and they come to me for a good morning lick. I open the door to the deck and they fly out to do their duty as I watch, sipping hot coffee.
morning cool seeps in
swallow guards her nesting brood
spring awaits full sun
I couldn’t resist a second Haibun for Toni’s prompt at dVerse Haibun Monday. Please join us and read her wonderful intro. This one is not fiction.