Little Dogs and Big Ones

That little hairball of a dog is down
at the end of the drive again measuring
the frontage with little hairball dogsteps;
Pacing off what he wants me thinking’s his,
and making pretty damn sure I know.

Like a Churchill he plants his front legs
wide and pushes his pushed in face across
the crack where street meets drive down by
the mailbox; his favorite spot by far
for a territory marking squirt of
canine Mason-Dixon line solution.

Come May and daffodils show up he will
too, and do his best to kill every one.
But, I figure that’s the way of it.  There’s
better spots for tulips, daffodils, bulbs
of one kind or another, around here
and I’ll make sure I find them, too, next year.

Took a lot of years fighting bigger dogs
than him over way smaller stuff than that
to realize some dogs are dumber than snot.
Some fights are worth having and some fights ain’t.

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4 responses to “Little Dogs and Big Ones

  1. I know of no small dogs who will not fight. It is usually the big ones who back off when challenged.

    Be so kind as to note in your poet’s handbook that “dumb” does not mean stupid. It means silent, often a sign of wisdom.

    • It is why I chose not to fight the little critter. Perhaps over a million or so years, daffodils will have developed an effective defense against them…or we will have overcome our need for mailboxes, and little dogs their need for marking them. Maybe they will even have learned to erect cairns round and about.

      I am aware of “dumb”, and it’s meaning, but stupid, while alliterative, did not scan. Additionally, “dumb as snot” has some history up here as a colloquialism, along with “dumb as a box of rocks.” They mean approximately the same thing. Also in circulation up here are the twin phrases, “numb as a hedge fence” and “numb as a pounded thumb.” Both mean, approximately..clueless…which of itself is a great word as in ” Most of the people in Washington, D.C, are clueless.”

      Was not Aquinas referred to as the Dumb Ox?

      BTW, thank you Gabriel

  2. This is completely delightful. I’ve been trying to reply to it in the list, but gave up in confusion. Reminds me of little Max. Thanks for the memories..

    • Thank you, Alys. My favorite was Scout, a little ‘un, who used to chase our cat up and down the hall.

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