My dog running through the fields
her tongue hanging from gaping jaws
she slows to sniff a rabbit hole
nose close to the ground
spies a young rabbit
she bounds as it escapes
She whirls round
and spies another
but she hears my call
she races over
stopping just in time
She now lies sleeping
curled up in her bed
while she’s chasing rabbits
it’s all but in her head
Written in 1999