|Bobbi. (Austin Hackney, author)|
Here is the video version, starring me and Bobbi, my dog.
The text is given below.
It was inspired by one of Terri Windling's posts in her The Dog's Tale series on her marvelous blog, Myth & Moor.
Bobbi and I both hope you enjoy it!
His back to the window, intent on the screen -
The most marvelous wildlife program he’s seen:
Lions and elephants, eagles and more;
Doesn’t notice the fox who steals by his door.
His back to the window, lost in his book –
He reads of his hero, the journeys he took:
Katmandu, Rajasthan, the Fjords and Svalbard;
Yet he never steps foot in his own backyard.
His back to the window, writing a letter –
Doing his bit to make the world better:
Petitions, campaigns, he makes his voice heard;
Deaf to the song of the garden bird.
His back to the window, his mind on the job –
He’s annoyed by a sudden yelp from his dog:
Scratching, fawning, eyes full of hope;
He heaves a sigh and grabs the dog’s rope.
The computer’s on standby; the book on the floor –
As the dog drags his man out through the door:
To the sights and the smells of the wood and the meadow;
To the sunlit glade and riverbank’s shadow.
So they ramble and roam, then rest on a rock –
And it comes to him then as a kind of a shock:
“I thought I should train you,” he pats the dog’s head;
“But I see that it’s you who should train me instead!”