When the barking starts,
I know there is something wrong.
Maybe it’s a neighborhood dog walking by,
Maybe I just need some more sleep.
I can’t believe my dog needs more sleep,
He’s curled up in a ball all day.
I doubt I need more either,
Seven plus hours each night,
So what’s with the bark?
Territorial?
Grumpy?
He’s trotting back down the hall
After staring out the front door.
I’m getting up after a nap,
No telling, here.

It’s 7PM,
All is well,
Good health,
Spectacles refrigerated,
Glutes resting on a heating pad,
No pool jets required,
And I’m going to bed
Just because I can.
Hopefully, I’ll sleep through
Because those morning laps put the hurt on me
And i need to be ready for extreme
Coffee table banter tomorrow.

Good night…