half a snake’s length
she presses against my thigh
as if it could be cold in July
one weekend away
and she whines when we leave
her Chihuahan heart upon her sleeve
ten years old
and though she still drives me crazy
she teaches love, faith, and how to be lazy!
if i could be any animal,
i’d never choose
a ferocious lion,
a bravely scavenging bear,
a hawk hunting all night.
how silly
to think anyone would.
i’d be you, of course,
my always-a-baby Chihuahua
curled up on top of her owner’s cold feet,
snuggled under blankets all winter,
given scraps right from the fork,
sleeping and loving and breathing.
yes, that’s the life.
no hunting, scavenging, ferocity.
just peace, love, simplicity.
just you and me girl.
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