Eaten up with guilt, or: Gusto

Hey! Are you even listening to me?
How on earth do I get through to you?
I wonder ~ though you wag eagerly...
Hey! Are you even listening to me?
No! Get your big head off of my knee!
Max, damn it! Did you eat my shoe?
Hey! Are you even listening to me?
How on earth do I get through to you?

15 thoughts on “Eaten up with guilt, or: Gusto”

1. This could be appropriate for humans too. Haha! 🙂

   1. 👞 no way! 👞

2. It’s a puppy thing! No harm is meant by teething on a shoe! Great photo and poem, David! ❤

   1. 💜 Cheryl 💜

      I have to confess that I don’t own a dog… this was a fictional piece 😉

3. Haha! And that is the joy and frustration of pet ownership! (it isn’t just the dogs that don’t listen! Just try to talk to a car!!!)

   1. 💛 Muri 💛

      I confess to not owning a dog – this was born of my imagination 😉

4. Cute.
   Shana Tova u’Metuka!

   1. 🧡 Dolly 🧡

5. Fantastic!No other words for this 😀

   1. Thanks, Q. 😀

6. Max is beautiful! 🤩🤩🤩 I must admit I usually eat with “gusto” and I don’t feel guilty often. I wish I could change that… 😉

   1. I don’t have a dog, Filipa 😉 – this is a make-believe dog and a random photo 😉

      ❤
      David

      1. Good choice for the photo David! 😉

7. I don’t think Max is listening. Have a great holiday.

   1. 💘🧡 Molly 🧡💘

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