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A couple of years ago, an anthologist invited me to submit poems for a how-to anthology. None of my poems were accepted, but this one, which I wrote just to submit to the anthology, has been on my mind recently. Our beagle, Jack, has not been doing so well. Jack, whom we got from the Humane Society and who had been living on the streets, has always been somewhat of a problem child. He’s high-anxiety, has diabetes insipidus, has lots of accidents, distrusts other dogs despite classes, and has struggled to adjust to townhouse living. He can’t really be boarded anymore or go to doggy daycare when I have school visits because he stresses so much he throws up (and more). Many days, he walks so slowly it takes us 10 minutes to walk around 1 small block. We carry him up and down the stairs to take him outside. He wears man-pants (aka doggy diapers) and generates a load or two of laundry every day. Right now, he’s having trouble with digestion and with eating. I give you just some of these details to let you know I’m not exaggerating: To say he is kind of a hot mess and he makes a mess is an understatement.
But we love him. And this past week, it seemed like the end of his life is drawing near, and I’ve been heartbroken about it. Now he is doing better and making a comeback, and hopefully he’ll be with us a while longer!
But after multiple episodes of spontaneous tears at the thought of his death, I’m dedicating this poem to Captain Jack Sparrow, our struggling boy. And I’m grateful for that anthology invitation–you just never know what will lead to a poem you need to write.
And for lots of wonderful poetry, don’t miss the Poetry Friday Roundup with Katie at The Logonauts!