"Crazed? Me?"

 

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Me? Crazed? Well occasionally I do get excited.
You were going to leave me? What!!!
You forgot to feed me? What!!!
You mentioned the vet hospital? What!!!
Otherwise I am calm and relaxed.

So don't get me going now.

"Don't Laugh. It's Serious"

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Sure I needed to get your attention.
You're always on your phone or watching TV
and it isn't easy getting through to you.
I prance.
I dance.
I jump up on the couch to get a better vantage point.
But nothing gets through.
So I look incredibly sad. Like I'm sick or something.

Pity. It always works. Hey, I'm hungry.

I Did What?

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You're blaming me?
Just because I am sitting next to this fun roll of toilet paper
that kept on teasing me, you're blaming me?
Couldn't it have been the cat?
You know how she tries to implicate me all the time.
She is devious.
I am your friend. Oh, you need to use the toilet?
Well good I'll move.

I've left lots of paper on the floor for you.

  

Sometimes I See With My Nose

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Of course I'm nosey. I see with my nose. Sure the smell comes way before the actual thing, the ball,
my dinner, you after your run, the cat (ugh).
I stick my nose wherever I want and that gets
me all I need to know.
Did I smell something on the stove?
For me? Really?

Oh, it's only your dinner (sigh)

You Bet I'm Concerned.

 

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You bet I'm concerned. It's the look I get when you start to pack the car or put
on your jacket.
Or when you mention the word vet (vet is not a nice word).
I could do the "I'm cute-what's happening" look but this one
is more serious and gives me more sympathy and reassurance.
Hey, I'm little so I have to be careful.

So what is it this time?

Oh Please, Please, Read My Mind.

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I know I don't have the right words to tell you what I want.
I can make noises but that doesn't always work.
Most of the time you guess.
It's feed me, go for a walkie, cookie (oh that's sweet),
pee or poop time or something like that.
But when I just want attention, a little head rub y'know,
do you get it?

I wish you spoke dog.

"I'm Ready For My Closeup."

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    You put all sorts of accessories on me.                                            But do I care? No, not really.                                                          After all if you love me, that's all that matters, plus meal time, walkies and plenty of good rubs and hugs. 

OK. I'm ready for my closeup. 

Want a selfie?

Do Not Disturb. I'm Dreamin'

Do Not Disturb. I'm Dreamin'

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I know it looks like that's all I do all day.

Sleep.

But hey, I run around, do a fair amount
of sniffing. Squirrels, birds, bugs.
It's a windfall out there.
And then when not much is happening,
I snooze and dream.
And you know you can see me whimpering or twitching.

What do you mean I snore?

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"I Can Feel The Wind In My Ears"

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 I love running. 

I stay low to the ground (what choice do I have?) 

for maximum speed and then my ears catch the breeze and it's almost LIFT OFF for me!

Flap! Flap!  You can hear me comin'.

     And I get to choose any runway I want.

    

I'm So Happy I Could Fly.

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Oh boy, a ride in the car?
A walkie?
Did you say, "Cookie"?
Once I hear one of those wonderful words, I get excited and happy.
Can't you tell?

Does the wiggling give me away?

I Hear You Loud and Clear

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I heard the sound of food going
in my bowl.
I hear when you grab your keys and
we're going out.
I hear when you whisper "walkies".
I hear those really funny noises you make
in the bathroom.

Are you in pain?

Why Is This Dog Smiling?

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Hey, I only have a few expressions anyway.
Guarded, happy, confused and pleading.
Most of the time I choose happy. It works on both ends. Tail. Butt wiggle. Smile.
What was it you said, "Cookie"? "Walkies"? "Ride in the car"? "Dog park"? Who cares?

I'm up for it

I've Earned My Grey Hair.

             As we get older, the grey hair starts to show up, doesn't it?                                  Our walks are slower and it takes longer to get up on our feet.

 We stumble a bit and everyone notices you're just a little slower in your step.
      I've noticed it a bit about you.

Say how old are you in dog years?

 

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"I need my beauty sleep."

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I spend lots of time chasing squirrels,

or playing ball.
And we have our walkies too.
But sometimes things poop me out.

I do need my beauty nap.

Be glad I don't snore.

                                                                        Oh, I do?