Tag: Charlie

Three years ago today

On July the twenty-five

A black dog named Charlie

Came into my life.

 

A little ball of fur

Who occupied my time

I was certain at first

I was out of my mind.

 

Chaos ensued,

Where ever he went

On replacing destruction

My money was spent

 

Months went by;

We both found our way

“He’s a become a good dog”

I proudly would say.

 

And mostly he is

But I sometimes forget

That a 3 year old dog

Is still a puppy yet

 

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Aside

 

There once was a black beast named Charlie
Alone he did not enjoy to be
My parent’s back door
Has a screen no more
As he arrived at church for company

 

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A year with Charlie

A year ago I brought home a little black fuzz ball. Almost immediately I realized he was going to be different than my last lazy-since-he-was-a-puppy dog.   There were destroyed shoes:

Aside

There was a black dog named Charlie
So full of trouble was he
Obedience class week five
We made it alive
Even if on the floor he did pee

On Entrances and Exits

Obedience classes are held at our local rink now that the ice is out.  It’s a great spot with lots of room for the dogs to spread out.   At last week’s class Charlie eagerly jumped out of the back of the car as soon as I opened the door. I didn’t manage to grab his leash on the way…

Of Dogs and Ropes

Charlie loves to be outside so I have a long line where he can run without me worrying he’ll wander off. Most of the time he’s content to destroy play with toys or sticks or exploring around. However, I do seem to be summoned on a somewhat regular basis to free him from the tree at one end of the…