Saturday, January 17, 2009

How Jackson sprained his leg

The visitor dines.
The dog whines.
The human resigns
to open the door.

The camera flashes.
The dog dashes -
Slick frost - crashes
into the rail.

Creature races.
The dog chases.
On three legs paces
home again.


That's it for now from . . .

9 comments:

Mary Wick said...

Didn't know you were a poet! That was good.

Nancy K. said...

Hey! Raccoons gotta eat too...

;-)

feel better soon, Jackson!

melanie said...

What an excellent post! Good thing all that Jackson came away with was a sprained leg - raccoons can be very nasty characters if cornered...

TigereyeSal said...

"The human resigns..."

Love it- our animals drive us crazy with their in and out needs, too, but we don't get too many sprains from them- touch wood.

Heather said...

LOL, that was great! Er, uh, not for Jackson, but great poem :o)

Tina T-P said...

Oh, poor Jackson - hope he recovers soon. T.

Michelle at Boulderneigh said...

Jackson is fine, now; the limp is gone. I, too, am thankful he didn't actually CATCH the coon! He wasn't supposed to get out at all, but rammed his way through when I tried to open the door just enough to capture a photo. BTW, Rick and I both had pet coons when were were younger. Such neat animals!

MiniKat said...

Glad Jackson is ok! The raccoon looks very pleased with himself.

Wrensong Farm said...

Great poem! :) Hope Jackson is feeling better!!