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{the sweet/crazy puppy} 22/31 #sol18

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Sweet Harley (6 months old)

For moments during the day --
all she wants is peace.

The face of innocence.
The love she has for us all.

Oh, those eyes. The sweetness in her eyes.
Her ears ready to listen to my every word.

Her black nose warming in the sunshine.
Her paws outstretched, resting --

Until an unexpected surprise attack
She decides to rise up and pounce

The rebellious "teenager" puppy
Nipping, jumping, and acting crazy

Trying to gain our attention so that we
notice her, play with her, enjoy her antics.

For moments during the evening --
when all we want is peace.

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  1. JudyMarch 22, 2018 at 8:38 AM

    That's what puppies are all about - craving attention when we need rest. Such a fun slice. Love ya, Mom

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  2. Leigh Anne EckMarch 22, 2018 at 9:34 AM

    The rebellious teenager puppy - now that is funny! Hope you find peace...even if it is in small doses!

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  3. AnonymousMarch 22, 2018 at 10:48 AM

    Harley is adorable! Puppies really do have a love for all- it's amazing! Have fun with her :)

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  4. Terje March 22, 2018 at 1:19 PM

    A puppy poem. A bit of naughtiness followed by puppy eyes and all is forgiven.

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  5. StaceyMarch 22, 2018 at 1:29 PM

    From baby to teenager to toddler to baby again. Oh how these sweet puppies can change on a dime!

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  6. Deb DayMarch 22, 2018 at 7:33 PM

    As I'm reading your slice, Chloe is bring toys to my husband in an effort to get him to play (he was gone overnight and she missed him). Then she went and got the bath towel we wipe her off with when she's been outside in the mud. In five minutes, she'll be sleeping on the end of the couch. It's a dog's life

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  7. UnknownMarch 22, 2018 at 8:04 PM

    Can so relate! Her eyes are amazing, so precious. The photo gives the look of - "Why would you not want to play with me?"

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  8. Ashley BrownMarch 22, 2018 at 8:50 PM

    so sweet. I wrote a tomorrow's slice about a 2:30 am game of tag my cats were playing this morning, so I can relate! "Her ears ready to listen to my every word" made me think of my pup and how her head would tilt when she listened. <3

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  9. CarolMarch 22, 2018 at 10:21 PM

    Sounds like you are enjoying your new baby! I love the reversal in this poem!

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