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18 SOLERA DIAMOND VALLEY | MARCH 2023 By Linda Weiss, Resident Well, I did it again. I stumbled across another wonderful book that I can't help but share with you dog-loving residents. It is called I Could Chew on This, And Other Poems by Dogs, written by Francisco Marciuliano. I hope they bring you as much humor as they did me. Keep an eye out if you like them, I may post more in the future. I would like to start by repeating the Introduction of the Authors book. It was very amusing in itself. "Dogs have never been shy about expressing their emotions. When they're happy, they wag their tails. When they're nervous, they wag their tails. And when they're suffering from ennui, they wag their tails — a slow, mournful sway scored to a lone piano — as their soul remains as empty as a food dish they devoured before tearing into a Hefty bag replete with uncertainty and pizza rolls. But while dogs may wear their hearts on their sleeves (especially when forced to wear a poncho), people have never truly known what goes on in their minds. Until now, that is. Thanks to an unprecedented and unaccredited writing program, dogs everywhere are exposing their true inner lives through the power of poetry. From their rich experiences indoors to a wealth of wisdom gathered outside, from their unbreakable bond with their owners to the way their hearts shatter whenever they're placed inside a purse, these canine verses reveal why dogs keep sniffing, why dogs keep running, and why dogs keep staring at you until you just break down and reveal state secrets you never even knew you knew. The dogs are trying to reach out to you. They ponder, what they desire, and what you can do with those rain boots you just bought them. So, read their poems. See the world as they do. And maybe the next time your furry friend is neck-deep in trash, you'll gently pet his head and say, "I understand now. I do. But no one has ever found what they were looking for at the bottom of three pounds of partially thawed rolled pizza. Trust me, I know." Fun Things To Read And Learn I Lose My Mind When You Leave the House The Plants are torn The garbage strewn The wires chewed The couch and I had a fight Your bed is soaked Your liquor is spilled Your TV is smashed Your laptop no longer has any vowels There's a smartphone in the toaster There's a toaster in the toilet There's a toilet in the hallway There's underwear in my mouth I went places I should never go I saw a side of myself I should never see I said things to the cat I can never take back So please don't ever leave again Sympathy I'm not expecting Any sympathy I'm not asking For any pity I'm not seeking Any condolences I'm not hoping For any sorrow But that giant roast You were going to have for your party Before I just ate it Still isn't sitting right in my belly So maybe I am expecting A small sense of gratitude For saving you from this pain