Dedicated to momentary thoughts and musings of A Shiba Inu.
Plump Juicy Goodness
in our back yard.
I want the Turkey
Plump Juicy Goodness near me
Damn the door and leash!
Turkeys in Branches
Where I like to Pee and Sniff
They nest in Needles
I want the Turkey
They are a slow Fat Birdie
Plump Juicy Goodness!
Damn the door and leash!
I Am Shiba. Haiku's Are Instinctual.
3 Comments:
Existential Tanka:
Cortez thinks aloud
"Born to hunt - yet not allowed!
Am I still Shiba?
Answer: Not merely Shiba
I am Cortez Squirrelsbane!"
Just wait for them to open a window and get a running start and burst through the screen door. Oh and leashes can be chewed. I chew on mine when mommy and daddy aren't looking. They find that it magically started fraying.
Cortez how have you been. We need something new from you. Tell the woman she must write something. Your fans are tap, tap, tapping.
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