Dog Agility

By camilla

Wed, 07 Dec 2011
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Dog agility

Today it is weaving in and out of her moods
from whining about being tired
to this evenings existential
"I'm pointless. I don't believe in heaven and I'm a tiny scrap
in the universe
and pointless"

and self obssessed we both agree

A few days ago it was a tunnel
I ran through
as she has decided to read medicine
and will have to get 9A*s at GCSE
and give up some music or sport
that we have all worked hard at for years
Have you seen the fees
and the UKCAT test?

So many hurdles
I have still to jump

I whistle up my Father being patient
in the face of my
14 year old bitch

and sit

Certificate 12
The Little Match Girl
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Leander42 on
The dog handler / dog analogy to describe the relationship between narrator and teenage daughter works well a drew me along effortlessly. On a picky note, the ending gave me some confusion. Are you the dog or the handler - because if you're the dog, you won't be able to whistle. Regardless, this is another of your poems that I can empathise with - I have a daughter who is working for a Phd in clinical psychology so I'm not yet done with tunnels, seesaws, and weaving in and out of sticks.

 

Submitted by camilla on
You are quite right with the criticism. Handlers do "do the jumps too" though or at least some of it while one is learning with the dog, at the beginning. I suppose I was imagining joint enterprise. At least I hope your daughter has weathered the emotional storms of adolescence.

 

Submitted by Leander42 on
She has. But I've two flatcoat retrievers who haven't:-)