Dog Eat Doug by Brian Anderson for December 20, 2020

Sophie: “Who dat!?! Who dat!?! Oh, I get it, Dougie was here but left when my back was turned.”

Annie: “… Sure, let’s go with that.”

Sophie: “Annieway, as I was saying, naked trees.”

Deep. Very deep.

I love Annie and Sophie

You are not naked. You both have collars on.

I respect Annie’s ability to nap.

Anytime, anyplace. :)

Nicely rebounded. I was fine until you mentioned it.

If it wasn’t for weird thoughts, Sophie may not have any at all

Says the naked dog.

that’s a very poetic phrase: “Under the naked trees in winter.” I may have to write a poem around it.

Two pups were sleeping side by side,

Under naked trees in the winter.

They shared their warmth the frost to hide,

Under naked trees in the winter.

One pup sat up with thoughts so weird,

Under naked trees in the winter.

She woke her friend and overshared,

Under naked trees in the winter.

Her pal felt cold air on her flank,

Under naked trees in the winter,

She woke to damp, the wind, the dank,

Under naked trees in the winter,

She said, “Lie down, chill’s in the air,”

Under naked trees in the winter,

“Your thoughts are weird, but I don’t care.”

Under naked trees in the winter.

Now if you find yourself abed

Under naked trees in the winter,

And you’re awoke by thoughts of dread,

Under naked trees in the winter,

Friend, even though those thoughts are deep,

Under naked trees in the winter,

For gosh sakes’ let your buddy sleep!

Under naked trees in the winter.