Poem

Hi Oscar

I found this poem and thought of you.

Walkies

Head down, tail up

Sniffing as I run

On the scent of deer or fox

Having so much fun.

Along the woodland paths I run

Pausing now and them

To chase a squirrel up a tree

Off I go again.

Sometimes I meet another dog

And stop to say ‘Hello’

A wag of tail, a friendly bark

And off again I go.

I can run for many miles

Along the forest track

But when I hear the Master’s call

Then I go racing back.

I don’t mind the rain or shine

Wintry winds or fog

I DO enjoy my daily walks

It’s great to be a dog.

Bo