Aware, ears pointed.
Shiny eyed instant catch.
Hindlegs stretched,
front legs in repose.
Great round tongue lick.
Waiting the observing head turns
and on a slant listens even closer.
Baggy bursts of barking,
loud guttural expression.
Tasting everything.
His nose speaks to the air
and listens attentively for a reply.
Round tongue on an outing to see the day.
Satisfied between panting, happy with the fine
tool kit of senses god had furnished him.
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