When the Busy Day Is Done

Miss Nellie, almost ten months old. [Forgive my poor attempt at poetry, but Nellie inspires me to try.]

When the busy day is done, all the walks and treats and belly rubs, find your furry buddy and close your eyes. And dream your doggie dreams.

Dreams of fast runs, forest paths, green fields, chattering squirrels, hopping rabbits, and chittering birds.

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