My Dog, Alfred

My Dog, Alfred

Fashioning himself as a gangsta, Alfred

Hitchcock wears his gray hoodie whenever

I take him for a walk through our local

grave yard. He enjoys peeing on tombstones.

An intimidating terrior with

penetrating eyes and monolithic

Easter-Island ears, he refrains from barking,

never smiles, and takes pride in the way

his gray whiskers highlight his black coat. He

lives in his own monochromatic world.

An introvert by nature, he cares not

for human intercourse. Do not pet him.

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