Maybe I Have It Good

“Boredom has got me by the nuts,” I complain to the dogs.

They’re not very good listeners, at least not when it comes to my bitching and moaning. However, grab a bag of potato chips or clink a spoon against a dish and see the four-legged beggars come running.

That’s how a dog’s life works: food and affection and crapping in the yard. Some days, like today, I wish I had it so good, as I watch all four napping at my feet.

Then again, maybe I’m the one that has it good and I’m simply not seeing it. Maybe.

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