She Brings Me Joy

Thinking about one 'small thing' that brings me joy!

She brings me joy.
Her cold nose nudging me early in the morning
- my personal and very warm alarm clock. 
Of late, she let's me sleep in 
As if sensing I need this rest.

She brings me joy
With a wag of her tail and
the special sound she makes to tell me she wants to play.

She brings me joy
When she howls loudly when we get home after a while away
'Where did you go? And where's my treat?'
She seems to say.

She brings me joy
(Even when her lunging at other dogs frustrates me at times)
As I'm forced to go out of the house at least three times a day .

She brings me joy
When she hides in plain sight
And expects me to say , 'Lucky's gone!'
A game we've played since she was a puppy.

I'm mindful that my now teh year old dog
Needs me more than ever.
But what she doesn't know is how much I need her
This bringer of joy!

.It’s been a while since I wrote here, but I couldn’t resist responding to Alegria de Rose ‘s prompt in her post ‘I Stole Something From Mr Lake’.

I realise that I need to write on this Stack more often. Perhaps even do the 100 day project here ( #The100DayProject Newsletter ) rather in my notebook