| Filed under blindness blogging Guide dogs pets and people
For National Dog Day 2023
Dog Two
By Ann Chiappetta
He is a sweet yellow fellow
Toasted darker
On ears and tail tip
Gives a nibble and a lick
Golden eyes Better than cash
He comes with a snow nose And personality to match
He’s tall and silly
Works, wags, and licks
So far no one’s gotten ticked
When he sneaks a kiss.
Guiding me around
Alert and looking for sights and scents
On the bus and on the street
Freedom with four feet.
Dedicated to Guiding Eyes Bailey
| Filed under writing
I got the keys to our new house today. It’s not a new house, built in 1960. It is ours and that is what counts. I sat in this house today, listening to the strange sounds that will soon be familiar to me. The sounds of the home we are leaving won’t be missed, only the memories it has constructed. Thirty years of life within the walls absorbed invisible ink, indelible imprint and sound prints.
Eerie two a.m. freight trains, dragons in the night. Sirens, planes, the local bus bleeping as it kneels to take on riders. The scooter posse buzzing down Palmer
Avenue heading for New Rochelle after the closing the restaurants, racing home just before midnight. Post-bar laughter and barking dogs four times a day. Apartment living remembered but not missed.