Monday, February 24, 2014

Sleepy Cocker Spaniel

     Sleepy Cocker spaniel would always go to bed with the sunset, and wouldn't wake up until between 9 or 10 am. If the exact time was an even number, he would quickly get up and happily run to the streets to play in the snow with his hood friends, the french poodles. Everything seemed so perfect, so shiny, so exciting.
     The other days, he would wake up witha burning sensation in his throat that would make him so sick to the point of even hating the idea of going outside. He would only look from his window and all he would see were wolves fighting against each other in the middle of a cold winter storm. Then he'd claim how fed up he was with the artic.
     Funny thing is, I visited him once. His neighbors were some Boxers, Pugs, a Maltese and a couple of German Sheppards who recently moved into the area. All I saw were a bunch of houses that looked very similar, streets, sidewalks, pavement, lights, and finally, a  tiny bit of snow left from a few weeks ago.
    "You make your life what you want it to be"

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