The prance.

I love it
The bounce my dog
Has in his step that says
Happy
Happy to be outside
Happy to be walking
Happy to be alive
Because the life of a pit bull
Is fraught with ridicule
Mostly due to
Hype
And
Manipulation
Each the doings of people
Who aren’t able to live
Above the stupidity of their news saturated lives
Or without the thrill that abusing animals
Brings to their disheartened ways.
It’s days like today
Under a cloudless blue sky
With the sun shining a late August glow
When all I can do is smile
As my pit shows his joy
By walking as proudly as any Arabian stallion,
Strutting with confidence like a lion, and
Treating each new person with a favorable disposition
That I wish we all had
He’s got a walk
Fo’ sho’