THE LOST DOGS
2. The Stray Dogs
B. The Show Off
he was a white bully cattle cross, a truckie's dog,
intelligent, articulate, the been around hound on
roads & by petrol bowsers dog, the sitting up in the
truck dog, a windscreen & cloud dog, the mack in
the cabin, a smack on the rump dog, a road signs &
far away places dog, but somewhere he got waylaid,
side-tracked, dropped off, now he talks from up on
the tin roof of his kennel, raof raof, raof raof, the
bark of a dog kicked in the throat as a pup, but the
truckie's dog didn't pause for breath, too much fast
talking to do, until his bark grated on me & he just
wouldn't shut up, basically he overdid it, so i reached
in through the wire, & turned him over on the roof
& scratched his muscular pink stomach, with the
short white hair & splotches of giraffe brown, this
shut him up, for a time, & him keeping an eye out
for other male dogs, as he let out a small groan,
when i left the lost dogs home, that afternoon, his
bark could be heard from the concrete pen, as i
drove away, he thought i had been a sure thing |