It's not nearly as tough as herding cats.
But two older dogs can be a chore.
One is not interested in leaving her piece of carpet,
The other complains with the voice of a crow, loud and off
key.
With protests duly noted we advance to the sidewalk.
After covering six feet, it’s time for an inspection.
Rose, my older mutt, wants to remain at this tree.
No doubt several dogs have watered this tree recently.
Doobie thinks it safe to proceed, but with caution.
Another three feet brings us to another inspection site.
In the course of ten minutes we cover twenty feet,
And Doobie calls it quits.
He has done his toilette
and wants to go home.
We negotiate, Rose is indifferent, busy with a scent,
But Doob’s wont move. Maybe a treat would work?
It’s never worked before, but maybe this time?
Five minutes later, little has changed,
That miserable dog hasn’t moved,
I’m sitting on the grass, and out of treats.
I know! Lets retrace those twenty feet.
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