Imagine my surprise when, upon returning from a short vacation, I learned that my own amazing dog Scout was now actually writing haikus! Naturally, I am amazed and proud, however, I am also rather sad. Like many poets, it turns out that Scout has a dark and depressive side, and, of course, one likes to imagine one's dog as perennially happy.
Here are her poems. Judge for yourself their quality and insight into the canine soul.
Lab: Shut the fuck up.
Poodle: Away from the butt.
Soft bed: Miss you. Sniff.
Doggy Daycare II
Pee mark. Smells yellow.
Howling, I cry, "Where are you?"
New pee. Smells like corn.