Legs folded, chin on the arm rest,
My dog can lounge with the best.
Until of course I go under the sink
And of snacks he begins to think.
Cold or hot, it does not matter,
Sound asleep he couldn’t be gentler.
Chris Hancock 7-8-9
"Every pursuit, no matter what its stated end, has at its foundation purpose, survival, growth, and renewal." John Steinbeck
