Big Help from Small Imaginary Things
Again, with the animals
talking in my sleep.
Last night a spaniel
with a long face like
a relative, helped me
gather my children
together. Every one with
a lunch and a bag of
glass fish beads. I said,
“It feels nice to have
you help me with these.”
And she answered,
“We make the
perfect team,” and
moved my little humans
out the door with
her leash in her mouth
and of course, I followed,
obediently.
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