One stroke starts the painting
More brush stroke added
A portion done; let it dry
Small sections fill in
Painting comes alive
Mix paint for background
Large brush moves up and down
All around dog in the middle
Almost done; details added
Chelsey dog in painting almost real
Another portrait painting of my dog finished
Note: Painting her brings me closer to her. I still miss her.
I, dog, like to have my bed
Where I can sleep soundly
As I also have my blankets
Where I can paw at them
Before laying down.
I like to have my toys:
Squeaky, balls, bones and non-squeaky;
Around so I can have a variety to play with.
I like my bandanas around my neck
For they make me stand out
Or get great comments from people passing by.
I like to have leash
For without it I can’t go walking outside.
I like to have my collar around my neck
So one my owner can hear the jingle to know where I am
And two my name is attach in case I escape.
I like to have snacks around; any kind will do.
I like my kong where you can put treats in
It keeps me busy for awhile while you work.
I like to have windows; I love to look outside.
But best thing I like to have is my owner nearby.
Art of playing with dog toys
Takes skills and years of practice.
Don’t just randomly choose your toy.
But, keep changing the toy
So not to get bored every day.
Sniff one that is still in one piece.
Gently take in mouth.
Run with it for awhile.
Stop to shake it back and forth.
Throw it in the air.
Watch it fall in delight.
Now to let the squeaking out.
Delight should heighten to
Take it in mouth and run around.
Prance until you are weary.
Laying down panting with toy near by.
From there it’s time for a nap
To repeat the playing of your doggy toy.
Days are warm now
But I don’t go out
No dog to take for walk
I will not go out alone
For my dog loved to stop
She would smell the flowers
She would lay down and relax
No fun without a dog to be outside
Shades of greens outside
Foliage sprouting all around
Tall trees opening green leaves
One half size tree in middle
Sprouting nothing but pink petals
Showing off its new wardrobe.
I am a silent dog using my eyes to talk to my owner.
My barks are short when I do speak.
I either huff a huff or aroooo when I speak;
When I see something that grabs my attention outside;
Or if there is knock at the door; maybe doorbell as well.
But why should I bark like the dog down road?
It’s not worth the effort I think to bark out loud.
To many yaps and woof when only one or two will do.
I tell my owner what I want with just my eyes.
They can see the look of what I give.
It could be I need to go outside;
Or I am scared for a storm is coming near.
Perhaps I will give the I am hungry look
And want to eat your food instead.
I can get by with want I;
Just by a look of my eyes.
I love the prompt we did day 14th of April. I decided to right (write) another one!
Dog will bear with her righting
For she will want me two proofread
As her paws type away at righting
Her grammar may bee off
Butt I will help her fix
The words she might knot get write
Ewe might say why is she righting poetry
Butt she had always love two right
We bounce ideas off each other
Her was actions she wood do
So now I will finish proofreading her poem