A dog’s winter life

Look at me! I’m wearing a coat!
And shoes, for crying out loud.
Not cool for a top dog.
No matter how I squirmed and squealed,
they put them on me. It’s torture.
Sure, they ‘know what’s best’.

But now that I’m outside,
I almost forgot.
My feet don’t hurt in the snow,
I can still smell the smells,
and mark my territory.

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