The dog of the house

Slunking and sleuthing
outside my door,
his efforts to be silent
are thwarted by his desire to be embraced,
to be given attention,
to be loved by me,
the one who is clearly still awake,
but whose door is closed
(and whose room is off-limits, anyway)…
However, he will not give up faith…

Post-a-day 2018

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