chasing sticks
and chewing them
they reluctantly yield
to the pull of sharp teeth
and powerful jaws.
the grass is soft and the
closest person is far away
doing her morning exercises.
we stay far away as she is
likely afraid of dogs.
there are not so many sticks
out here and this one was
used in a tug of war yesterday
with Harley, a new friend.
after a significant effort
it's time to go home for breakfast
and settle in for a long nap.
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