The moon is shining up above;
The stars they twinkle bright;
You can hear the cooing of the dove;
As he settles for the night;
Shadows play across the ground;
Some short, some fat and some tall;
As we walk and look around;
But no one is there at all;
Now to make this poem end;
I'll say good night my Friend.
Stay safe.!! poem by Patricia Carrick X

March6

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Working on my 1st round of the Yellow Trail.  Meerkat.

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I use crate pads around the house for Rylee and Jojo. One in each of their crates, some on furniture in the Family room, one in my vehicle and two on my bed. The two on my bed I keep on the foot of my bed on the far side in the hope that he will lay there instead of at my feet. Last night I decided to spread them across the foot of my bed to see if it that would work. When I got up in the night I found it on the floor. I picked it up and put it back. Next time he got up he came and lay beside me curling up into the small of my back - I love when he does this - it's warm and comforting. It's a feeling that stays long after he has gotten down. I guess that he doesn't want me to direct where he should sleep on my bed. Happy Friday.
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