A Tale About Bo

My dog named Bo is the greatest dog I’ve ever had.
He’s a big, shaggy mongrel, and sometimes I swear he has ESP.
When I introduced him to my hot, new girlfriend named Mona,
He barked and growled at her despite her attempts to appease him.
He wouldn’t even take some tempting dog treats she tried to give him.
I yelled at him to stop growling and barking at Mona,
But he wouldn’t listen, and I had to lock him in a room.
After that Mona said she was okay with Bo’s bad behavior
And graciously surprised me with a whip cream vanilla latte.
I took a sip of the delicious concoction that tasted heavenly
Until my vision became hazy. The room spun. And I passed out.
When I came to hours later, my watch, my wallet, my credit cards,
my laptop and all the money in my ATM …gone.
After I calmed down from the shock and the rage,
I let a barking Bo out of the room I had shut him away in.
He looked at me with unconditional love in his loving brown eyes,
His tail wagging. And he never said I told you so.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride exercise bike 60 minutes daily. Kundalini energy rising since age 27, began writing poetry October 2023. Pisces, which may be why I have fish for pets, read and listened to many NDEs, Shared Death Visions, and Death Bed Visions, see death as the awakening of a lifetime and the ultimate relocation.

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