They lay sleeping on the bed
debris spread out on the floor,
cushions chewed,
silk flowers torn,
carpet pulled out through the doggie door.
They barked when I arrived
so glad I was home
until they heard my guttural roar
their tails between their legs
they quivered in a corner...
I was the beast
after all, they were doing
what every dog does
not good or bad...
it is just the way they are.
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