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Oct 2021
Old Dogs live a basic straight forward
life, they sleep, wake, ***, eat, defecate,
sit or lay in the sun, sleep some more
and repeat. One day much the same as
the next. Once in a while they chase a
cat, bark at a passing car, but not often,
or for long. Never breaking a sweat.

I can not help but notice that my old
human guy life has become not so very
different than that of my old canine buddy.
Everything reduced to the simplest
of basic animal equations.
No longer running off to work busting
my **** for stuff I don't really need.
No boss to push my buttons, a minimum
of annoying distractions, all in all a pretty
laid-back simple existence. Turns out a dogs
life ain't a bad deal.

Not really complaining, just observing
and saying.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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