The mother
she settles down and cuddles you to give you a small pleasure
then this warmth from her is taken away so suddenly
when the frigid air from the north chills you to the bones
she wants to show you that she can be one cold cold bitch
This is a personal creative non-fiction journal about a traveller and his canine soulmate. He sees the waning warmth of humans through his puppy's eyes. He thought much of our country's warmth went dormant when Bush stole the election again! Some of my angry readers suffering from overinflated egos might actually think that I might be writing about them on this blog! This site is pure creative fiction! Get a life, please!
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