The Small Dog Chills…

Posted bySue VincentPosted inDogs, Humour, photography, PoetryTags:, ,

I thought I’d relax in the sun for a while,
Just soak up some rays, be off guard, chill and smile,
The cows have all gone from just over my fence…
No reason for me to be watchful and tense.

They’re always so curious, I’ll have you know,
Keep sticking their heads through where heads shouldn’t go,
There’s holes in the hedges where they watch and moo…
So I watch them back… well, what else can I do?

The crows are all busy, the pigeons have flown,
The sparrows and robins? Their chicks have all grown.
For once I am left with no guarding to do…
Perhaps I should dig for a bone I could chew?

I’m settled all peacefully, planning my day,
But strange smells and noises are coming my way…
There’s men in my field using sticks to hit balls!
I get to my feet, ‘cause I know duty calls.

They stayed until all of their balls had been lost…
That grass gets too long, as I know to my cost…
I just settle down when a new threat appears
A dog and a girl in the strangest of gear.

She has a hard hat and she’s wearing tight trews,
I thought to myself that her whip was bad news,
I watched to make sure that the dog was okay
He just ambled behind and they went on their way.

But when she came back she was riding a horse,
She’d set up some kind of an obstacle course,
And then, when they’d gone, machines chopped down the field.
I wondered just what else my morning would yield!

I kept my eyes open for ‘copters and fliers
And dive-bombing pigeons and fish on high-wires,
But what with the day that I’ve had until now,
I have a request… please just bring back the cow!

Published by Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.

44 thoughts on “The Small Dog Chills…”

  6. Strange day indeed my friend. I had one too when I was in a town, in a shop! Got a yummy treat from the shop lady, then went to another place where we had picnic food and my two-leg Becca tried to get me to drink fizzy water. I knows it was coz she made a mistake but no way, nuh, I not for drinking that stuff. Much paw love, Dante Dawg. xxx

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  8. I remember the first time I came nose to nose with a cow. It moo’d at me and frightened me sideways! I jumped into my daddy’s arms and he laughed at me, but I was safe. Met up with a horse on the beach though. Oh it was big!!
    His nose was bigger than me, but I was in my daddys arms as he held me up to say hello. I was fine until it snorted at me. Pongy breath. Urgh!! Seen a couple of horses here but was told to keep away while my mummy had a fuss. Fuss!! Horses over me!!! I sulked all the way home, but I knows she loves me best, she keeps telling me.
    Sweet dreams Ani. Love Maggie. xxx

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      1. Haven’t seen the horses since………. lots of doggies though, but I don’t mind that cos I know my mummy loves doggies. I learned a long time ago to ‘share’ but I get spoilt lots so get a good deal!! xx

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