Saturday, 13 April 2013

Napowrimo Day 13 Poem: Walking With Tundra

Prompt: Go for a walk and pay attention.

April 13/13

Our dog, Tundra, who loves her walks.
Walking With Tundra

As I go to the drawer and take out the leash,
Gentle Tundra, hops up and down
Channelling her inner puppy,
Though she's now fourteen
With a greying beard and cloudy eyes.

Bounding down the stairs to the ally,
Where the leash is for show in my hand,
Her excitement is palpable.
She bursts out of the gate to the fence across the way,
The dog behind it goes crazy.
My dog pees, every time,
Oblivious to the commotion she's causing.
Deafness can be fun.

Off we walk,
And I use the term lightly,
It's more of a meander,
To the other side of the alley,
To pee in another designated spot.

I play with the leash and
Contemplate the garbage strewn around
When the truck hoist the bins
And fails to capture their full contents,
Then look up and enjoy the mountains,
Happy to live so near the river.
Tundra used to run on the beach for hours.

Down a few more houses we go,
Time to stop and sniff another fence,
This one housing three big dogs,
Whipped up into a frenzy.
Tundra taunts them from freedom side of the fence.
Again, she declines to hear them,
As I nudge her to keep going
And leave the dogs in peace.

Soon Tundra tires,
Her arthritic joints are getting sore
As she stops and looks at me,
Time to turn around.
First, another pee.

Back up the ally we go,
Passed the three dogs in the yard,
Though this time we don't stop,
We toddle along,
Sniffing the garbage,
I avoid the mud puddles,
Tundra walks right through them.

Soon we are back home,
Leaving a trail of worked up dogs in our wake.
My faithful Tundra, saunters through the gate,
And into the house,
To sleep.


  1. This is such a melancholic poem. I remember when my dog was this old. It makes you sad to see that they can't do the things they used to love doing.

    1. I know, it's hard, but it's good to see her still enjoying herself.

  2. Heartwarming reminders of my old dogs, and that special time as they age... and giggling at the your take on Tundra's deafness. Thanks, Coreena, for sharing your work.

    1. I know, it's a funny time. It's good to stop and notice small things like the deafness.


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