
It’s me, I am Max, with thoughts that I ponder
Over here, over there and way out yonder.
As I rush out that door and swing by the chair
There is my friend Rabbit and we play statue and stare.

Our game is forgotten with a loud sounding crash
As the monsters next door send the squirrels in a dash
Last round through the yard, ever checking, ever more,
But there is nothing to see so I head for the door
Then I head for the kitchen for a small tiny treat.
Now, it’s on to the couch where I sleep ‘til we eat.
As we follow LindaGHill for our creative Jot, mine does not follow the Wednesday 1 liner plot.
Wow! A one-liner AND a poem! You are so talented, Anita. I often wonder what my dog Benji is thinking too! 🙂
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Not talented, just quirky. lol
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Ah, such a joy to be a dog! He’s adorable!
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This my daughter’s dog. I have Mimi, the crazy dog. But they are both spoiled.
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love the story. he looks so comfy
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He is a love.
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