the old dog decides
not to cross the creek this time—
soft sounds of water
a long goodbye
every time we part —
the old cat
freshly bathed dog —
odd-shaped wet marks
on every rug
the dog’s sleeping pose
my feet find a still-warm spot
on the yoga mat
dog nostrils
fill the fence holes
evening walk
fenced dog
howling at the dark
moonless night
reclined on a couch
cozied by words from a book
and a sleeping dog
a cat watches, waits
on a green rug isle of mist
while his mistress bathes
torn window screen
gentle reminder
a gray cat gone
melting snow
backyard dog piles
rear their ugly heads
sir master kitten
crazy, soulful, wild, free
day before neuter