He adopted a dog called Peanut Head
despite disliking the unflattering name.
He tried to change his name to Rex,
but Peanut Head wasn’t having it.
He only answered to Peanut Head.
Then he tried to bribe him to respond
to a new more regal name, Prince
by calling him Prince with treats.
But Peanut Head, way too smart,
disdained the name and the treats.
So Peanut Head kept his name.
And despite the silly name, was
the best dog he ever had.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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