Out with the old, or: A dog’s life

Posted on by ben Alexander

A sad limerick

Ever since the day Baby was born,
Ol' Doggy was left feeling forlorn;
So, he packed his fave snacks;
Slung pack over his back...
Mourning, he left home to go it alone.

What Do You See? #187

For WDYS #187, Sadje offers us this photo (Image: Grin @ Unsplash) of a French Bulldog sitting while wearing a fanny pack.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

–Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

55 thoughts on “Out with the old, or: A dog’s life”

  4. Bye bye, Baby. 😞 Good luck out there! It’s a dog-eat-dog world! haha

    That dog’s sad face next to the word “grin” is quite funny!

  5. That is a sad limerick!! Too often we saw these neglected pups at the vet clinic. At least most of the time we could convince the owners to surrender the animal to us for adoption and if that failed euthanasia. The only ones that actually were euthanized had serious health issues. We were able to place almost 100% of the surrendered pets. The 2 most common reasons given were a new baby and a job relocation… *sigh*

  6. Aw, this is so sad, and has a lot of truth in it. What came first, Baby or Dog? If the dog, suddenly he has to share the attention of his folks with this screaming smelly mini individual. It’s a fine balancing act to get it right so that everyone can adjust.

      1. Thanks David. I’m very much a dog person as you are aware and having no kids of my own, my dogs are my babies. This is why we are very keen to encourage children coming up to say hello, on our terms and with their parents knowledge, so that Maya can get used to Little People.

        1. I’ve never had a dog, but I’ve long loved ’em – I’m not into cats (I usually just ignore them), but I love the affection that dogs tend to show humans!

          1. Maggie was the most tactile dog I have ever known. When we brought her home on March 11th 2005, she was curled up against my chest in the car having curled up on my lap twice in the farmer’s yard when she chose me to be her human Mommy. Her first few weeks were curled up in Hubby’s jacket if ever we went out to introduce her to our world. She knew when I needed her comfort, and she knew when she just had to lie down beside me would be enough. At night, she slept on the bed, especially on the boat, and snuggled into me when she got cold. I had so wanted to wake up one morning and she didn’t, but it didn’t work out like that. She was almost 16 when we lost her. Maya is totally different but loving in her own way. We missed out on the early weeks as we didn’t know about her until she was 13 weeks old, but she knows she is our dog and loves to share………… her toys especially when they are soggy or sticky.
            Bless.

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