Empty Nest Fillers

Gone to the Dogs

Sharing Stories
January 8, 2023 at 6:13 p.m.
Pat D'Amico and her first Dog Love, Monte.
Pat D'Amico and her first Dog Love, Monte.

...by Pat D'Amico

 “Gone to the Dogs”

Those who venerate their dogs, to some, seem slightly “off.”
I, for one, have long been known to tolerate this scoff.

The kids are gone, the dogs are dear, so what else can we do?
(We care not that our friends suspect a slightly loosened screw.)

We look out for their social needs and set up doggy dates.
We watch them frolic with their pals behind protective gates.

We glow in our parental pride while their attributes we brag about.
It happens to a lot of folks when their nests are emptied out.

Pat D’Amico, local writer and poet, wrote this poem for her daughter’s friend when her last kid left home.

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