My Dog and I

Although words cannot describe the delight I feel watching Barclay romp freely in an open field, Mary Oliver’s poem comes close.

Click “The Storm (Dog)” to hear Mary’s poem read aloud on David Juda’s lovely poetry siteVoetica.com

As Mary said, “I couldn’t have said it better.”

Barclay and Gordon

The Calm after The Stormy Romp — Barclay and Dad

  • Gordon C. Stewart, Chaska, MN, May 10, 2018.

4 thoughts on “My Dog and I

    • Lori, this breed is really special. Every morning and evening Barclay kisses my ear with an almost imperceptible nip. And when it’s nap time, he’ll run upstairs ahead of me. “Come on, Dad! It’s nap time!” As King Charles’s dog was bred to do, he stays by my feet at the foot of the bed…in case I get cold!

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