my eyes are failing

my hearing dull, but i know

birthday burger smell

once upon a time

i could jump up on a bench

now i trip walking

that thing in your hand

i want to eat it and i

want to eat it now

 

 

by baloo

you may continue

decorating me if i

get christmas dinner

it’s odd: these two dogs

seemed much bigger and faster

last time we hung out

snow used to be fun;

now it’s an obstacle to

finding a toilet

stairs are for young dogs

so i’ll wait here and cry til

you carry me up

you don’t seem to take

my yard work supervisor

role seriously

 

as the oldest here

(i’m ninety seven years old!)

i should supervise

after all these years

you finally made me wear

the stupid outfit