Sometimes I think
the only lessons I ever learned
were from my dogs.
So here is the accumulated wisdom
of Sancho, Max, and Zorba,
three sage Airedales:
First, yelp when you're in pain
but let it go when it's gone.
Second, travel the earth
with a quivering nose.
Third, answer the needs of your body
with shameless relish
but then go right on
to the real purpose of the day: play.
And finally, whenever possible
leap right
into the arms of someone
who loves you.
Bonnie Lyons
Saturday, January 14, 2023
Poem: Dog Training
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