The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…

Well, she’s still being weird And she’s up half the night, So we sit in the garden Because stars are bright And why shouldn’t we watch As they twinkle and shine? I don’t care what we’re doing ‘Cause this time is mine. * With her hands in my fur, Or caressing my ears, It’s thisContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…”

The Small Dog’s Secret Teacher…

Well, it has not been a great week, what with the sky crying even more than she has…and she has been getting just a bit soggy around the edges, I have to say. Weirdly, I seem to set her off more than most things at the moment. She says…’cause I overheard her talking… that itContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Secret Teacher…”