Roscoe
He sits with me. Always. I continue
to drink my coffee.
His mahogany eyes craving my attention.
Beckoning,
he requests just a minute of time. I begin another task. Yet, he lingers.
He lovingly
challenges me to a game,
as he plops his squeaky toy in my lap.
I throw it high.
He springs to action. Bolting. He lands back at my feet.
He begged for more. His gentle gaze
yearning.
My heart beats
blissfully
for this softhearted dog.
For the time being, we are
together. The background fades.
I am present with him.
Metanoia in a cup 
Lovely. They keep us grounded, it is all about the present for them.
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Yes! It sure is!
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I love this post. I have a dog that is similar in personality although her puppy (we kept one from her last litter) has yet to learn of manners.
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Thank you! Roscoe has terrible manners! He is very spoiled, haha!!
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Mine too… I just can’t help it!
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