Every Dog Should Own A Person

oldmainer

I don’t know when I first realized that I was not in charge.  It wasn’t long after we brought home the first puppy.  She was so cute, so helpless.  As any proud new parents would do, we fawned over her.   The first few nights when she would wake up in her box and start to whimper, one of us would go pick her up until she went back to sleep.  And during the day, we followed her around, picking up the messes (opps, I mean mistakes. She was to cute for messes) that she made.  Of course, we would scold her,  right before we told her what a good girl she was.  Did I mention she was cute?   If she even looked hungry, a bowl would be provided.  Over time, it contained different types and flavors or dog food (ok, ok, and table scraps) while we narrowed down…

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About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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