One Sad Dog
Every morning when I wake up there’s a dog upstairs who starts crying because his owner has left for work. I think this dog wails and cries all day because when I get back he is still at it.
The dog’s owner knows he is coming back. I know the dog’s owner is coming back. The only one who isn’t aware that his owner is coming back is the dog himself. And he’s either too dumb to realize this, or too caught up in his own sadness.
So his miserable existence continues, every day and all day long.






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