4 months of loving this puppy!

4 months of loving this puppy.

Frito Bandito!
you bite our toes often,
you make us laugh more.

In honor of the haiku…the only type of poetry/reading I have time for anymore. Short, sweet, and to the point. I’m loving the Haiku’s over at Haiku For People…how could I not with things like this:

Pressing Sushi;
After a while,
A lonely feeling
–Buson, Yosa (1716-84)


I kill an ant
and realize my three children
have been watching.
–Kato, Shuson


I want to sleep
Swat the flies
Softly, please.
–Shiki, Masaoka

I think, when I die, that I will leave a haiku on my gravestone. Maybe:

This woman!
only wanted a minutes rest
not one for eternity!

or how about:

no more laundry,
or cleaning toilets now.

Yes, I think the last one has a certain ring to it. If you are inclined to leave a comment, tell me what haiku you would put on your headstone…

and I have no idea how I got from puppy love to haiku’s on a headstone, but there you go. My mind at work is a frightening thing!)