he comes to us on a tuesday, a cheerfully rolling creamy hairball
who happily implants himself into our hearts and our lives
he completely skips chewing, hurries through toilet training
and then stays adolescent for the rest of ten lovely years
sit, stay by the pool in regent park
heavy breathing in the trunk of the car
heavy drooling over the back seats
long, long family walks to the dog park
bunking in with Clifford
earning frequent flyer miles
swimming, and not liking it
finding cover in a thunderstorm
running into glass doors
presiding over every homecoming
the outlet malls at San Antonio
the many different homes
indiscriminate love
unquestioning forgiveness
playmate comforter companion
he was perfect
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