Definitely on a silly streak lately. Not one thing I wrote last night made much sense.
The weather affects us all.
Soon the harvest moon will turn
And I will turn with it.
Life is complicated.
I change from dog to girl
But my food choices do not change inside me
And something deep within is alarming.
When I was changed
I ate something a human shouldn’t eat.
My body is a mystery
My dog body doubly so.
Today I’m putting hot sauce on all the turds in the yard.
My human self must train my dog self.
I sit in the yard
Collar around my neck
Waiting for transformation
And thanking God for privacy fences.